This past summer I worked at a camp where I had the privilege of leading a covenant group of about 10 other counselors. Every cov at camp comes up with clever names, and I wanted ours to be really good. We brainstormed and came up with a lot of good ones. It came down between "Bone cov n' harmony" and "#wildmenofGod."Looking around at the guys in the cov, we all had one thing in common. We all lived our lives pretty wildly. The group was made up of climbers, musicians, travelers, backpackers, explorers, artists, adventurers, and risk-takers.
However, what made us all really wild was our passionate devotion and commitment to living for Jesus.
Living for Jesus in our eyes doesn't look anything like sitting in a pew bored on Sunday mornings. Living for Jesus is exciting and dangerous. It involves taking risks and living an adventure everyday. God placed that identity on each of us, so we adopted it as our name. It was who we wanted be that summer, and for the rest of our lives. Wild men of God.
Which leads me to why I changed the name of my blog after only 6 posts. Well, it's mainly because my hipster, blogosphere, social networking brother Daniel found some random girls blog that had the same title as my old one, and I felt like a poser. Pretty soon he will find a blog with almost the same title as "The good kind of Wild" and I will be changing again. I'm fine with it, it's another excuse to post. But for now the title stays. And, for know I like it.
I want to be known as a wild man. I want to dispel the myth that following Jesus limits the way we live and the things we are "allowed" to do, but rather that it is freedom to truly live. I want my life to encourage others to live the most radical, exciting, and adventurous life possible. To live wildly for Jesus. It's what being a man is all about. More importantly, it's what being a Christian is all about.
However, what made us all really wild was our passionate devotion and commitment to living for Jesus.
Living for Jesus in our eyes doesn't look anything like sitting in a pew bored on Sunday mornings. Living for Jesus is exciting and dangerous. It involves taking risks and living an adventure everyday. God placed that identity on each of us, so we adopted it as our name. It was who we wanted be that summer, and for the rest of our lives. Wild men of God.
Which leads me to why I changed the name of my blog after only 6 posts. Well, it's mainly because my hipster, blogosphere, social networking brother Daniel found some random girls blog that had the same title as my old one, and I felt like a poser. Pretty soon he will find a blog with almost the same title as "The good kind of Wild" and I will be changing again. I'm fine with it, it's another excuse to post. But for now the title stays. And, for know I like it.
I want to be known as a wild man. I want to dispel the myth that following Jesus limits the way we live and the things we are "allowed" to do, but rather that it is freedom to truly live. I want my life to encourage others to live the most radical, exciting, and adventurous life possible. To live wildly for Jesus. It's what being a man is all about. More importantly, it's what being a Christian is all about.
Those who lose their life for my sake will find it.
Matthew 16:25
