Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll

this was my battle cry for the 1st half of my life. it was screamed at more partie, concerts and just waking up than any other thing I had heard or said. it summed up my wants, my desires, and my pleasures.

I have been a follower of Jesus for quite sometime now. I fancie myself sort of a cultural commentator. I try not to get as personal as i used to, but somethings just need to be said.

a major part what i notice comes from the preachers that bring the word to Gods people each week.

it is no secret that American Christians are in decline. it is no secret that we have lost the morality war. it is no secret that we have become ineffective. it is no secret that most folks can tell no difference. it is a secret that most churches do not know we are in dire straits.

we are so screwed up we need lawyers to make people to tell us Merry Christmas. What the FREAK has happened to us?

we need laws to impute Christian ideals on pagans. anybody realize pagans act that way cause their...PAGANS!!!???

maybe we all oughtta move to antartica. heck its cold, and everything is the same color. just like most mega churches.

imagination is something we lack. inspiration from a timeless book.

how can we expect, or maybe we don't expect our congregants to attack a world of pain, a world of divorce, a world of immorality, a world of addiction , a world of false security in money and status, a world of complete insecurity, when we send them out with no inspiring message from the great God of Heaven?

living a moral life cannot save someone.
not drinking cannot save anyone,
nor can most of the lists of donts we have adopted over a life of inspiration of a world takeover.

we are given the message that isaiah recieved in Ch 6, which left him so screwed up he was convinced he had to tell someone...he even knew they would not listen. yet he went. He responded with the same intensity of the message. He gave it all, cause God gave him all.

we are so focused on changing the country with politics that we forget there are hurting people who need something to grab ono to keep them from actually drowning. something of substance, something more than themselves. something more than a testimony.

how is it we can ever hope to change the world when our marching orders are less than our reality?
how can we be expected to respond to a message abaout trivial issues? by living a trivial life.

it is no wonder 95% of believers never share their faith. there seems to nothing inspiring to share.

I read scripture and it raises my blood pressure and heart rate. I cannot wait to tell some one something. to inspire them with a big God who does big things and expects big commitment.

we need to understand that with inspirational words from Scripture each week, we leave with what we came for, a hunger for truth, a hunger for more, and defening scream of Jesus calling us to the fields which are white with the harvest...

I am convinced our lives must represent our God. Big. Full. Free. giving. loving, confrontational, reconciling and most of all inspiring.

Lord allow us to see you for who you are.

not the mullet jesus we have turned you into. but the risen King whoose kingom knows no end.

teach us to live free. teach us to follow you...even to death...of our wants, the american dream and selfish attitudes...and alive to holiness and securuty and freedom.

Long Live the King!
Long Live the Kingdom!


no longer is my mantra sex drugs and rock and roll...

freedom, inspiration and life in Christ is my desire.

may it be so Lord.