From a brief glimpse

I saw a man walking alone, in a unlit spot on Broadway, at 1 am. He was wearing a baggy red sweat suit, a do-rag, and a red baseball cap. He was very fat. I caught a glimpse of his face. It was locked in toughness, defiance, affected courage.

"...hateful and hating one another."

Titus iii.3

The hardness of isolation is a type of safety. But it is lonely.

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The church is different. "For you were all baptized by one Spirit into one body." We are invested in each other. One of my guys said the other day, "It is hard, isn't it?"

It is hard. But the alternative is a different kind of hardness.