This morning I took a few minutes to reread the journal entries I've written over the last couple months. This paragraph caught my attention -- I think I spend a lot of time feeling like this:
It feels more and more like Christians are caught up in a culture that has long since walked away from Christ. The church is in a confusion of grey -- not knowing where we stand, who we are, where to turn. The few voices that stand against the cultural drift get labeled haters and fundamentalists, and the church is so divided within herself that we have no organic unity. I find myself doing my best to plant seeds for another generation -- seeds that will hopefully someday bear fruit in tiny communities of Christian fellowship that become islands of the Holy Spirit’s power in a world running from God, in lives given over to Jesus no matter where the culture wanders.