1:47 am - I have finished my last BibLit journal, and sit back to survey my work. I have written something I want to believe. Maybe its the late hour, but I'd like to believe I can think like this throughout the whole day.
Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. Three well known men who stood up to the king. They refused to bow down or worship the image he had set up. They did not fear the king's decree, and they visible defied his orders. And even if God had not saved them from the fiery furnace, they would have been every bit of what they were, true believers.
Idealism is often frowned upon in modern culture. Yes, it's good to have dreams. Sure, you ought to think outside the box. But to believe something that defies logic, to live for something that cannot be proven, that is just stupid. If the three Hebrew friends were alive today they would doubtless be laughed at. Dieing because they couldn't let an old man have his eccentricities? It's ridiculous. Yet, it is just their missing idealism that today's Christians so desperately need. In an age when all must be proven or perish, we must stand as they did: not on what we see with our eyes, but on what we see with our hearts. Idealism and faith go hand in hand. Is it so hard to believe that the path to the infinite God would lie outside of our understanding? If we truly seek a meaning beyond our physical universe, we must live as if there is something beyond our physical universe. We must live as Idealists, faithful to that which cannot be seen.