“It seems to me that God has put us who bear his Message on stage in a theater in which no one wants to buy a ticket. We’re something everyone stands around and stares at, like an accident in the street. We’re the Messiah’s misfits. You might be sure of yourselves, but we live in the midst of frailties and uncertainties. You might be well-thought-of by others, but we’re mostly kicked around.” (1 Corinthians 4:9–10, The Message)
The Messiah's misfits. It is an appropriate way to think of ourselves (along with Paul). We have no home in this world. Everywhere and always we are at odds with the world's values. We love people, but we must hold up a mirror to their sins. Who wants to hear that message?
Yes. We are misfits. Happy misfits.
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