It is a new semester here at Texas A&M, and the first Breakaway of the year was last Tuesday. Everyone knows what that means: new Breakaway backpack tags. An essential part of the typical Christian outfit, you can usually spot these white and blue tags on just about any North Face, Columbia, or Patagonia backpack. However, this morning, Jared Young, a sophomore communication major, realized his tag was missing.
After retracing his steps and checking both Mugwalls and his accountability partner’s house, he realized it was officially lost. Without his tag as a constant reminder, Young began to question whether or not he was truly a Christian.
“Obviously, I am still a Christian, I think,” he said. “But I just can’t get over the fact that no one else will know I am a believer.”
Many Christians, though they won’t admit it, consider their Breakaway tag to be a part of the Armor of God. It is a way for them to not only prove how Christian they are, but it also serves as a way to reach the lost. Each of them knows that, one day, someone will ask what the tag means, and the Gospel can be shared.
It hasn’t actually happened yet, but that is why it is called faith.
Without his tag, Jared Young fears he could be ostracized from the Christian Bubble. Worst of all, he has no idea which weeks Breakaway will be held at Olsen or Simpson Drill Field. As part of his social media fast, he won’t have access to the ministry’s Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram.
“It is one thing to lose the tag, but if I don’t know where Breakaway is and I miss a week, then I’m definitely not a Christian,” Young said.
As of press, Young managed to dig up last semester’s backpack tag, which he believes should be enough to prevent judgment, until he can pick up an extra one tonight at Olsen Field at 9 pm.
-Cactus Jack and Duncan Dough
Like Bellamy, we knew immediately that we wanted Cactus Jack on our team. It probably has to do with the fact that when we first met him, he was trying to figure out what it would feel like to lick a cactus. He’s sort of like the abandoned dog you come across on the side of the highway. He may be ugly, but we pulled over to watch and now we feel at least partially responsible for him.