What are you so afraid of?

We live in a scared world. Don’t read that wrong, I didn’t say we live in a scary world. We live in a scared world. Everyone lives scared. What are you all so afraid of anyway?

I’m sure you all have a bunch of answers for me. You’re afraid of your someone stealing your kids, of someone stealing your car, of a masked boogie man in the night. You’re afraid of Hurricane Irene, the crumbling economic system, hail damage to your new car. You’re afraid that you’re genetically inclined to get the heart disease that killed your father, that you’ll need surgery on your aching knee, and that bump is some kind of cancer. You’re afraid of car accidents, the evil in the middle east, and all the sex and violence on tv. You’re afraid someone will steal your identity, steal your wallet, or rape your wife.

And you’re afraid that if a blogger uses an edgy metaphor to describe modern Christianity that his blazonness could change your faith or change God. Or worse yet, that he might right.

God the Drunk Uncle (Part 2)

Because behind Every Drunk Uncle- there is one

In a dysfunctional family the mantra is often: "there is no problem here". Dysfunction is the culmination of secrets, lies, and hidden fears. These secrets, lies, and fears then manifest into a distorted view of reality, one which we are forced to live and defend. 

God the Drunk Uncle (Part 1)

Is that you God?

2 Timothy 3:5:

Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.​

I wonder if Christians are often afraid of making God look like an incompetent pussy? I say this because we always seem to be making excuses for God when it comes to tragedies and other matters of human drama. The God of Christianity has become like the drunk uncle who lives in the back room of Grandma's house.

Schism Sunday XV: Freak Flags

We are called to be set apart. We are called to be different; to be a peculiar race. We aren’t meant to be of this world and we are supposed to display the hope that is within us outwardly. We are, ourselves, the vessels of the Gospel and we are supposed to draw the curiosity of unbelievers. But when exactly, when we are in this world, interacting with new people, are we supposed to launch and display our Jesus freak flag? How do we prevent curiosity from turning into crazy Christianity that everyone easily dismisses? When do we set ourselves apart?

Are you Salty...or are you Sweet?

“Ye are the Salt of the Earth....”

The Bible says that we are to be the Salt of the Earth…however, many Christians today prefer to be the sugar of the earth, meaning that a weak gentle spirit, totally devoid of any intestinal fortitude, is the new Christian ideal.

Dear Jesus

As I’m packing to leave for a business trip to San Francisco my mind is jumbled with thoughts and ideas. I haven’t been pulling my weight on the blog lately and I’d really like to get at least one post written this week but I can’t seem to concentrate on one subject long enough to write a cohesive post. Thoughts of driving all over South Dakota for work, high school reunions, sick moms, tense family situations, and wondering when I’ll ever feel rested again float around my head like gold fish swimming in a pond with a no fishing sign. All this distraction and lack of concentration reminds me a lot of my prayer life as of late.

Inglorious Pastors: Men of God…or Demigods?

Today is the age of rock star pastors fist-pumping out Jesus-jukebox sermons for sellout crowds. These same pastors churn out so many books that it’s a wonder how they have time to bed their wives and procreate. Of course there is a such thing as ghost writers but in regards to procreating, out of decency, I chose not to go down cuckolded road.