The pleasure-seeking world
is puzzled by Christians,
because we pursue
devotion.
But choosing to live in sacrificial
love doesn’t mean we’re
poisoned by a hobbit’s
potion.
So if we’d really like to live
like the holiest of saints,
tell me, what’s all the
commotion?
At first, the fruit of sacrificial love
tastes very much like
bitter, bloody
juice.
But it gradually matures over time,
like the sweet fruit of the vine,
and is not at all a form of
abuse.
Best of all, holy devotion is like a
sharp spiritual sword that cuts
temptation’s threatening
noose.