I am the Christian on the sidelines.
I am the guy who prays before meals in public, and sits quietly at the table while those around me use the name of my Lord as a vulgarity, and talk of His daughters as disposable sex objects.
I am the guy who budgets well and throws a lot of money in the collection basket, and becomes instantly uncomfortable when faced with a poor person who needs me to give now.
I am the guy who expresses a lot of righteous outrage at social evils on Facebook, and leaves praying outside abortion clinics to believers who don’t have Facebook profiles, and leaves risking losing actual friends to people who love enough to chastise sin.
I am the guy who is always early and well-dressed to mass on Sunday, and leaves spending time with God at 3 am in the adoration chapel to the elderly people who annoy me by showing up late to mass in shorts and flip-flops.
I am the guy who feels called to proclaim Christ through words and example to the kind, wonderful people he went to college with, but dismisses as lost causes the rougher, less sophisticated people he now works with.
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