like the wind...

There is supposed to be some mysterious quality about the lives of Christians. I don't mean that we look weird because we go to the same places on Sundays or that we don't live what we preach... I mean that when people look at our lives, they should be asking themselves..."just why do they do that?" "Why do they give up their money like it's nothing?; Why do they hang out with such an eclectic group?; Why do they not fit in to one political ideology or another like the rest of the world?; Why do those people give their time away to vagrants, losers, outcasts, and _________ (you fill in your blanks)."

We should not only look different in our ways, but we shouldn't be conformed to one "human" definition or another of what this world says a Christian should be. We should be so moved by God that we begin to take on God's quality of mystery. What we do, how we live, what we support and who we hang out with should always be influenced by God's Spirit moving within us. And who can know God's Spirit so as to understand it. It is like the wind. We know now where it came from or where it is going...but we feel its presence, and it moves us.