From chapter 1, eat drink and be a merry missionary: imitating the reformission of Jesus.
Doesn't the story sound like the plot of a trashy, daytime television talk show? The God-Man is born to a teenage virgin in an animal stall, grows up with a blue-collar dad in a dumpy rural town, and has a weird cousin named John, who lives in the wood and survives on a steady diet of bugs, sugar, and repentance. [...]
The constipated religious leaders of his day accuse him of being a drunkard, a glutton, and a crooked guy who always hangs out with the wrong people: easy girls like Mary, crooked mafia types like Matthew, and the kids in high school who always wear black concert T-shirts, sport greasy male ponytails, and smoke cigarettes just off school property during lunch (Matt. 11:19).
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Thursday, October 11, 2012
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Radical Reformission Quote #4
From the introduction: my personal reformission and the growing reformission movement.
Shortly thereafter, I found a good church that met my criteria. First, the pastor was a man who had been in the military and knew how to kill people in self-defense. Second, he taught the Bible verse by verse, so that I could learn to trust the Scriptures and love Jesus without feeling like we had a thinly veiled homosexual relationship. [...]
After graduation, Grace and I moved back to Seattle and began visiting churches. We finally settled into a large suburban church where I felt at home because it met my criteria. First, the pastor (who looked like Mr. T) had been an NFL linebacker and knew how to kill people in self-defense. Second, he taught me the Bible verse by verse in a real way, one that enabled me to have a relationship with Jesus that did not feel like he was my lifelong prom date.
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