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Lying in a nestled cabinet in the far reaches of the corner of the earth dwell a people who have never known a world outside their own. They have lived their in quiet seclusion and quiet resignation, in their own little village by the mayor of their minds. A mayor known by no other name than fear.
He had a scar, actually he had many scars, most that were received from him to the unlucky dwellers. They lived with fear everywhere they went.
The paradox is this: they lived in this nestled glass case far away from the regions of man and like it, because to them, that is all they knew. All they wanted to know. They lived in fear and they cared what others thought so much so that they receded into fear to the points of comfort.
We as Christians are so scared to offend others with what we believe. We would rather water-down our faith so NOT to insult anyone. We live in fear of rejection, thinking as long as we don't insult anyone or better said, offend anyone that we further the kingdom because we withold "hurtful" things, which in reality we are holding the truth they may need to hear to save them from themselves and sin. But, hey, safety is better, so please do the devil a favor and stay in the arms of fear and away from sharing the truth with the world. We can embrace the post-modern thought and not offend anyone. Let me know how it works out!!
Let's get out of the far reaches of the world and reach far into the world.
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