Cowardice

Cowardice is one of the only sins the godly and ungodly will never admire. It is a part of us that we do not choose. No one wants to be a coward. Many want to be thieves and cutthroats, rapists and liars, but I've never met a man who thought cowardice was a finer personality trait.

"But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the murderers, the sexually immoral, those who practice magic arts, the idolaters and all liars—their place will be in the fiery lake of burning sulfur. This is the second death." Revelation 21:8

I get terrified of wicked men. I try to figure out how I might prove to them with reason that God is real, He was spoken to us, and what's more He directly intervened in our tragic lives.

There is a lot to say. It is certainly not an empty subject.

Still, for every answer there seems to be a perfectly reasonable(at least possible) counter answer. Some of the more ridiculous anti-God theories are laughable, but I do not make the mistake of thinking my highly educated and reasonable opponents are idiots. Sometimes it is obvious they are rebellious, but I respect their intellect.

I am not good at handling scorn and hate and ridicule. I am quick to question myself when openly mocked. I do not boldly proclaim the truth like I feel I must. This rushing fountain of something turquoise and white wells up inside of me, like I am charging a truth laser.

How do I make the jump from timid, studying books for ammo I never use, to tumultuous, proclaiming the ever more obvious truth of the Father, who cannot be pinned down in books, who is in/through/above all and fiercely there.

I fear I have focused too much on the paint, and therefore it is difficult to speak about images and meaning. The world screams that this was an accident and that it only looks like meaning. Preposterous, loud, unceasing.

I must find the path, to climb out of the valley of fear, to stand atop moved mountains crying "He is, He is Love, Meet Him!"


For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline. 2 Timothy 1:7

This must be the turquoise and white, huh? I don't actually believe the spirit is turquoise and white, it's just a mental image. Chill out.