I’ve mentioned this before in a very early blog post, but I love The Walking Dead.

I was reluctant to start watching because I discovered Norman Reedus in The Boondock Saints as Murphy MacManus, and it honestly made me, the hipster that I am, a little upset that everyone knew him and knew him for a role other than Murphy. (And while I’m talking about Norman, I’d like to wish him a belated happy birthday since it was yesterday.)

I entered the world of The Walking Dead about two years ago, right before season four started if I’m not mistaken. I took my brother’s DVDs of the first three seasons back to college with me and finished them all in about two or three weeks. It was my motivation to do homework; if I finished my homework sooner, I could watch more episodes before going to bed. I quickly saw the fascination with the show and with Daryl Dixon. (I do love Daryl and his character development throughout the show, but my hipster heart is still sad over Norman’s fame despite being glad that everyone is finally recognizing his acting abilities. Ah, the fangirl paradox!)

The Walking Dead adds a complexity to the zombie apocalypse that other shows and movies in my experience, limited as it is, do not because there is so much more to it than people versus zombies. Some people are terrible. Zombies can be weaponized or made harmless. Is everyone who is living just prolonging the inevitable of becoming a zombie? Should they be more hopeful than that, believing that they can beat the apocalypse? Being dead isn’t fun, but what’s so great about living when it’s primarily distrust, desolation, and desperation?

Is that what people think when they see us? “What’s so great about being a Christian if that’s what it’s like?”

Galatians 2:20 says that if we’re believers in Christ that the life we live is no longer for ourselves, but it’s Christ living in us and through us. We were dead and brought back to life by Christ. We aren’t the same. We aren’t who we were. We know the difference, but do onlookers know? And if they do see a change, is it a good one? Does it accurately represent Christ?

I’m not saying that you should care what other people think of you. I wholeheartedly believe you shouldn’t. I’m simply asking if our lives show the Jesus we say is inside of us. Does the world see a love, peace, hope, and joy that can’t be found anywhere else? Do we look refreshed or rotten? We know the world should want what we have, but do they?

When someone looks at my life, do they see a revived, redeemed person living in love or do they see a dried up soul going through the motions and calling that living?

I know this week’s post is a lot of questions and not a ton of answers, but I think these questions are vital. Growth requires some reevaluation, and these questions seem like just as good a place to start as any.

Believers are the undead. We’re spiritual zombies so to speak. But instead of looking like corpses, true followers of Christ look livelier than anyone else. As well we should if the only One to ever defeat death is our power source. He came that we would have life more abundantly (John 10:10), and when He shines through us, that becomes very apparent.

By Carrie Prevette

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