If you’re the sort of person who groans inwardly whenever I write yet another one of
Which practical stuff? Depends on the Christian.
- We got the sort who thinks Christianity is meant to soothe people. Agitated because you’re not sure God loves you?—relax; he does. Agitated because of some deficiency you think you have?—relax; God’ll fix that or cure you. Agitated because you’re not sure you’re going to heaven?—relax; you are. Agitated because the world is crap?—relax; Jesus is returning.
- We got the sort who thinks Christianity’s primary job is to denounce sin. Loudly.
Angrily. Because we gotta warn sinners away from hellfire! We gotta tell them hell is real, and they’re going there unless theyrepent! If we don’t do something about the sin, God’s gonna smite America with tornadoes and atmospheric rivers and plague andcritical race theory! I forget which of the horseman that was, but it’s one of them. - We got the sort who thinks Christianity is meant to make us blessed and highly favored,
and wealthy. Who thinks we learn the secrets of prayer, God will answer every request with yes and amen, and we’ll get everything we ever wished for, like Aladdin’s genie but with infinite wishes. Pity nobody seems to know the secrets of prayer but Pastor, whom God gave the mansion and the Gulfstream jets. Maybe if we give him money he’ll clue us in. - We got the sort who covet power, and heard the Holy Spirit
grants supernatural gifts to Christians, so they want some. How do we activate these gifts?How can we become prophets, or faith-healers, or do mighty miracles? How can we get a revival started in our churches, and use it to boost our attendance, boost donations, and finally afford some of the things our churches have always wanted to buy? Let’s get a swimming pool!—we can use it for baptisms and youth group pool parties! - We got the sort who thinks Christianity
is meant to take over our country like its Founders always intended, and the reason they go to church is to network with fellow party members. Shh, don’t tell theIRS that’s what we’re really up to. And don’t tell theFBI , lest they findthe stash of guns in the basement. If the guns make you anxious, don’t be!—they’re for the End Times. - We got the sort who wants to know which current events are actually part of the End Times. They want our preachers
to start interpreting the news this way. They wanna know whetherthe rapture’s coming, andhow soon. They wanna know who the Beast is. (But don’t you dare tell ’em it’s Donald Trump.It’s not. Though yeah, he frequently acts beastlike.) - And we got the sort who just wants to be left alone. They just wanna go to church, sing nice songs, hear nice sermons, take holy communion, and be under no obligations whatsoever to do anything further. Don’t have to donate money; rich people can fund the church without ’em. Don’t have to share Jesus with their neighbors; they can mass-mail flyers. Don’t have to change their lives at all.
Salvation’s a free gift, after all.
And so forth. I used to attend a church which regularly held self-improvement classes of all sorts: How to improve your marriage. How to handle your finances better. How to rein in your out-of-control kids. (More spanking, apparently.) How to deal with the Jehovah’s Witnesses when they came to your door. All these classes were supposedly based on
So yeah, many a Christian would much rather have that than theology. Certainly much rather I blog about that than theology.
But how do you know I’m even giving you good advice? How do you know I’m not just taking the same old philosophy you find among pagans, slapping Christian labels all over it, and pretending it’s biblical? You know, like Christian counselors who paste Christian stickers over Freudian psychology of the self, and tell people the id body, ego soul, and superego spirit are how God actually created us to think.
How do you know I’m not just leading you utterly astray with my “proper Christian
Didja guess I was gonna answer “Theology”? Goody!