The world was perfect. And then it was not. We live in a broken, sin-plagued world that has the self at the center...which is why, the Way of Jesus feels so upside-down, so counter-cultural...so weird. When we live out the calling of Jesus it is quite possible and even probable that people with think we're weird. But what if faithfulness to one's calling is simply embracing the weird? And what if the weird is what brings us life?