
Or, to quote the poetry of Pink Floyd in Wish You Were Here: And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
Get my drift?
Enough! I (and you) have but one life to live. For me, partnering with others through Torch of Faith is one way of busting out of Christianity that merely survives. It means striving to keep my love alive. Or, to put it most succinctly, it means searching for ways to pour out my life for the one I love the most: Jesus Christ.
After 20 years of pastoring in a mainline denomination, I love the local church, even with all its foibles. It is the neighborhood community of grace, the staging platform for faith in people at all stages of spiritual growth.
Yet so much of what transpires within its walls is about institutional maintenance. We follow a Savior who asked his disciples to drop everything, to let go and embark on an unprecedented adventure. Do we have too much to let go of? Have we stifled our passion and authenticity by our attachments to religion, while Jesus stands on the horizon saying “pick up your cross and follow me?”