Crazy: (adj) mentally deranged; demented, insane.
Well, I suppose so.
But I would venture to say that if we think “crazy” is about being diagnosed with a mental illness, we are going to miss many situations which need to be corrected long before someone is running down the street naked, singing the “Hallelujah Chorus.”
I’ll give you a different definition for crazy:
Crazy is anyone who continues to be amped up and overly excited by the latest craze.
Crazy is when you run your life by following what’s most popular in the moment.
Crazy is when you read polls and statistics to determine what’s right and wrong.
Crazy is listening to the opinions of pundits about what candidate is offering the best political jambalaya.
Crazy is thinking that because something is fashionable, it “certainly should look good on you.”
Crazy is listening to people who are barely out of puberty who have written a book on child-rearing, when deep in your heart you know everything they’re saying needs to be hauled away on the poo-poo pickup.
Crazy is when you think your husband or wife is suddenly going to don a whole new persona to reactivate your sexual interest.
Crazy is when you think belief in God needs to be stimulated by bigotry, prejudice, lies and exaggerated faith.
Crazy is when people line up and take sides over gender, sexual preference, political parties, church denominations, colas or flavors of chicken wings.
Crazy is when you become crazed because you’re pursuing what is the craze.
God wants us to be faithful to our own selves above all else.
If you don’t believe there’s a God, being faithful to yourself above all else should be the god you follow.