Grumpy Old Faith
Jesus did not die on the cross so that we could stay comfortably grumpy in our old time religion. The world has had enough of a room full of curmudgeons, who argue over who gets to carry the post-it notes at the next service meeting. They don’t want to go into rooms and see smiles painted onto people who spent the night in a local bar. They’re tired of narcissistic hypocrisy with cold wooden pews and hymnals with layers of dust. No longer is this a culture where Leave It To Beaver smiles can reign supreme, as silently the members are counting the moments until the sermon draws to a close. Religion is like concrete that has weighted down the church, leaving it to feel its carrying a 10 pound noose in its teeth. Jesus did not die on the cross so that churches could become social clubs. I once heard a story about a man who purposely dyed his hair green and walked into a church just to see their reaction. Maybe his motive was a little ...