Christian

There is a lot of mess around the word, "Christian" these days... because a lot of people have done a lot of damage with something Jesus made perfect.

I see the furrowed brow every time I share that I am a believer, as instantly I have the judgement placed on me from people who came before and reflected something beautiful poorly.

I do not call myself a Christian to associate with any particular church, or to isolate, or to place myself above, or to judge. I called myself a Christian because it means, "Little Christ"... or "Christ Follower", and that is what I who I want to be, and who I am.

I want to be the kind of person, that might reflect pieces of the person I love most. Through profound love, unending grace, gentleness and acceptance. I want to hold his name as a banner above my head and say, "To this one, I belong and forever bound to", with all my heart.

I call myself a Christian, because that is what followers of Jesus are called, and I do follow Him. In fact I chase Him, I run to him and I never get enough of his wonderful self. But in this word I do not claim a title to divide, I profess a heart, that in Him is unified.

If the word "Christian" is messed up for you, then you have a reason, but if that reason is not for issues with Jesus himself, then your reasons are not good enough. Because the Christ, was Jesus... and if you actually meet Him, hear Him and let him touch that fractured heart, the world does actually change. He becomes the better part of this broken world, the hope in it, the light in it, and the reason. So Christian?

Yes... absolutely, with all my heart. For Him, because of Him, because of who He is, always. I will try to do it better... but no matter what I will never love as perfectly as He did. I am human, and humans who follow God will forever be a lacking example of something complete and miraculous like Him.

Yet I know I did not become a "Christian" because of people, I became a Christian because of Christ.