Celebrating Our Oddness
A Meditation by AW Tozer
A real Christian is an odd number anyway.
He feels supreme love for one whom he has never seen.
He talks familiarly everyday to someone he cannot see,
Expects to go to heaven on the virtue of another,
Empties himself in order that he might be full,
Admits he is wrong so he can be declared right,
Goes down in order to get up.
He is strongest when he is weakest,
Richest when he is poorest,
And happiest when he feels worst.
He dies so he can live,
Forsakes in order to have,
Gives away so he can keep,
See the invisible,
Hears the inaudible,
And knows that which passeth knowledge.