My brother or sister, if you live out of the center, you win. On a given day you might be more depressed than anything else, but when your life is hidden with Christ in God, you win. The roof might collapse, the empire might crumble, you may be transferred to Pago Pago, but with Christ in you, your hope of glory, you win. You might be thinking low thoughts in high places — sitting in church wondering about the preacher’s hairstyle, or what you would say if Ronald Reagan gave you a phone call, or what other name you might have chosen for yourself, our could you witness to Christ if you were being tortured with electric shock, or with a little body work could you look like Rambo.
But if you live out of the center on and off during the day, you win. In our kitchen, we have a saying enclosed in an old beaten-up wooden frame: “God will not look you over for medals, diplomas, or honors, but for scars.” … All you may have are your wounds and your last shred of hope. But with the risen victorious Jesus at the center of your life, you win. That was all the early Christian community had against Jerusalem, Rome, and Athens — and the Christians won. That’s not rhetoric; that’s history. They had only Jesus, and we keep thinking that we need something else.