We don't belong here.

Not in your trends.

Not in your comfort.

Not in your watered-down faith.

We were never meant to blend in. We are not here for the world's approval.

We are exiles.

Strangers in a culture that calls darkness light. Foreigners in a world obsessed with itself. Citizens of a Kingdom that cannot be shaken.

We will not soften truth to fit in. We will not sanitize the Gospel to make it safe. We will not apologize for the name of Jesus.

We don't bow to culture. We don't trade truth for acceptance.

We are not church aesthetic. We are not Sunday morning costumes. We are not faith filtered for comfort.

We are redeemed, bought with blood.

Set apart. 

Marked.

Unashamed.

If conviction feels like offense, that's not our problem.

We don't belong here. 

We never did.

We are EXILES.