And to those
of you crying that this «shining the light on
church leadership douchebaggery» is only hurting the
church, I refer you to Jesus
tossing the tables in the temple and calling
out the Pharisees on several occasions.
This is such a huge subject that I must beg indulgence, therefore, if I give my space to but a small fraction
of the historic faith — namely its main emphases on God, Christ, the
Church, and eternal life — and consider only these in our modem context, in the effort to discover what values they may have for men and women who are
tossed about in an unsettled world, with an uncertain future, and doomed — almost certainly it seems — to a doubtful truce
of arms, at worst to a war which threatens to annihilate man as we have known him and in any event to leave us a bare existence such as we can eke
out on a totally devastated planet.
I think it's rude to jump
out of bed,
toss on a sloppy tshirt and shorts, slip on some sandals and run to
church when if you were going to a nice restaurant for dinner or on a cruise ship to the Captain's table you'd put on your best clothing.