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Excerpts about Lukewarm People from Crazy Love :: by Francis Chan


LUKEWARM PEOPLE are moved by stories about people who do radical things for Christ, yet they do not act.


Scientists have just released the latest value for the volume of the ocean to be 0.3 billion cubic miles.  One cubic mile is equal to over 1.1 trillion gallons.  So doing the math, the ocean is over 330 quintillion (330e18) gallons.  Just try to consider the vastness of the ocean and all it encompasses.

“In your ocean, I’m ankle deep,
I feel the waves crashing on my feet,
It’s like I know where I need to be,
But I can’t figure out,
Just how much air I will need to breathe,
When your tide rushes over me,
There’s only one way to figure out,
Will you let me drown?”

I’m stuck in life standing on the shore of the ocean.  Like a child, I will burst out into the water as the waves draw back into the vastness before me just long enough to get wet but safely stay away from the crashing waves.  It’s a fun place to be… as a child.  I can sprinkle myself with God’s love and it feels good.  I can even go knee-deep and splash around in the waves, but when will I completely let go?  I am stuck at a place where my fear and comfort overwhelm my desire to go deeper.  When will I reach the place where my fears are ignored and I blindly step deeper to drown myself in what I know is holy and pure?  At a certain point, my toes will barely touch and my nose and mouth will be right at the top of the water.  At this depth, I’ll jump to take a breath to hold until a wave passes.  I’ll jump again so I can get another breath of fresh air between the grabbing waves.  I’m still keeping myself from drowning.  I may lose my footing, but then I’ll struggle to tread water and fight with all I’ve got to get back to the shore where all is familiar.  I might even take in some water and choke.  But I wouldn’t even know what that feels like…  I’ve never been past my knees.  But at least I know there’s something deeper and so much better.

“If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.”

If this figurative ocean is grace, I’m falling to the bottom like a penny in a pool.  Outside of the ocean for one second and I’d no longer be able to exist.

“All the things that haunt me now,
They’re not a pretty sight to see,
But they’re wiped away,
By a mighty, mighty wave,
Your sins are erased,
And they are no more,
They’re out on the ocean floor.”

The ocean analogies are everywhere.  And I love every one of them.  Maybe next post I’ll speak about hurricanes.




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