I married a girl who leans toward the shy. I grew up in a family that talks loud, argues loud, laughs loud. The only time I’m quiet is when I’m really angry (or I’m asleep).
Over the years, one of her chief complaints is that I talk too loud.
Bear that in mind with the following:
As the world becomes more fractured and divided against itself, we need to be louder.
And be prepared, as the voice of love, the voices of truth and grace and joy in the middle of trouble speak out, the world will say it’s too loud. They will want you to join their voices of hatred and anger and condemnation.
They may even tell you to be quiet or face the consequences.
Jesus said we were to, “be of good cheer,” because He overcame the world. And we overcome, “by the blood of the Lamb (Jesus) and the word of our testimony.” Revelations 12:11
I’m tired of the rhetoric. I’m sick of the way it eats at me.
And I live for the King.
‘Bout to get louder!