He committed to how pissed off he was
this is called uncivil obedience. it’s the same form of protest at work when trans people take selfies in the wrong-gender restrooms they’re legally required to use. see: #WeJustNeedtoPee
“I know no method to secure the repeal of bad or obnoxious laws so effective as their stringent execution.”
–Ulysses S. Grant
This is going to be a new week. What happened last week doesn’t matter anymore. Let’s start over and keep our eyes on Jesus. Regardless of how bad we messed up, God wants us to run back to Him.
When I say, “I am a Christian,” I’m not shouting, “I am saved.” I’m whispering, “I get lost.” That is why I chose this way.
When I say, “I am a Christian,” I don’t speak of this with pride. I’m confessing that I stumble and need someone to be my guide.
When I say, “I am a Christian,” I’m not trying to be strong. I’m professing that I am weak and pray for strength to carry on.
When I say, “I am a Christian,” I’m not bragging of success. I’m admitting I have failed and cannot ever pay the debt.
When I say, “I am a Christian,” I’m not claiming to be perfect. My flaws are too visible but God believes I’m worth it.
When I say, “I am a Christian,” I still feel the sting of pain. I have my share of heartaches, which is why I seek HIS name.
When I say, “I am a Christian,” I do not wish to judge. I have no authority. I only know I’m loved.
—Author unknown