overpriced coffee at St. Arbucks

A great comment by Jay...

Two men went up to the temple to pray. One was a Western Xian of the Emergent sort and the other an African Anglican. The Western Emergent type stood there, after turning down his iPod, he unfolded a prayer labyrinth that he kept tucked away in his J.Crew messenger bag, and started through this eleven stations of the ancient practice, while reading something by Brian McLaren at each point of contemplation. He then prayed, “Lord God, thank you that I am not a fundamentalist, or that I am not hung up on little things like doctrine, or Scriptural authority. Thank you for opening my eyes to the folly of the enlightenment systems, and for bringing me to a place where I can deconstruct everything and find safe haven in my small community of equally willy nilly 20-somethings.” After praying he went away for a cup of overpriced coffee at St. Arbucks.

When the African Anglican prayed, he was overwhelmed by the false humililty of the postmodern punk. He fell to his knees and prayed, “Oh God, I live in a land that church history has completely passed by. The thelogical arguments of the west are too small for us. Please give us the word in our native tongues. Let Christ incarnate himself in our culture. Please God Have mercy on us, translate yourself to the church here, for we are a people who need the gospel”.

I tell you the truth. It was the African, and not Mr. Emergent guy from America, who went home right with God. For all those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.

The scenarios are endless…

Comment by Jay — June 21, 2006 @ 10:54 pm

Thanks Jay.