It is no secret that we are a militant community. As we continue to grow both from within and without, many are gathering with us because they see the necessity of taking strong Biblical stands. They see the weakness of the modern Christian Church, and they want to stand with other believers who are willing to stand and fight. And this really is wonderful. If you are relatively new to the community and you resonate with all of this, welcome, we are truly glad for the reinforcements.
But we don’t ever want to forget that the center of our militance is our war against sin – both the darkness still in our own hearts as well as the sins in our land. And the reason we are at war with sin is because sin steals our joy. We hate sin because we love joy. But we wouldn’t hate sin at all if God hadn’t opened our eyes and our mouths and our hearts to receive His joy.
This means that the thing that drives our militance is joy. The joy of the Lord is literally our strength. The cash value of all of this is that we want to be a community known not merely for militance, but for a militant joy. We want our homes to be places of fellowship, our tables places of laughter, our community a place of forgiveness, our social media posts to be overflowing with good humor.
And just to be completely clear: this means a jolly resistance to the masking gestapo, this means cheerful opposition to the flaming socialists, this means a smiling challenge to all men to leave their sin behind and walk with us in the light. And that means we must banish every shrill and angry response. Let every hint of screech be put away from you. They are panicked because Christ was born, because He died and rose again, and now it’s getting lighter every minute. When the sun is coming up, the shadows can grow longer for a time, but the fact that you can see the shadows means the Light has come.
We love because God loved us first. While we were still enemies, Christ died for us. If there’s any kind of snarl in your chest or in your mouth, it would be better for all of us if you took a breather on the sidelines before joining us in the fray. We love our enemies, by Jove.
God rest ye merry, gentlemen, let nothing you dismay.