So last week, I did some house-cleaning and said that I could only post
once a week in 2013, and now this week I have found myself with almost
10 pages on the subject at hand and have given Dan the week off. Go
Figure.
To avoid any unpleasantry today (that comes tomorrow), I'm only going to
speak hypothetically -- I'm not going to speak about anyone in
particular, but about someone you probably know. I'm imagining a young
person either in college or college-aged, and this person spent last
week in the Georgia Dome with about 60,000 other young people his or her
age. Now, when you mentally conjure this person up, I suspect you
think of someone who looks like Rupert Grint, or Matt Chandler, or Angus
Jones, or Elle Fanning, or Jennifer Lawrence, or Emma Stone. Not a lot
of you imagining single mothers, or young adults with learning
disabilities, or lower-middle-class kids who had to take a week off from
work to come. Which, let's face it: that's how we want to imagine the
church to be. We want the church to be full of people who are the
aspirational versions of ourselves, and in some sense that is actually a
good thing. It means we haven't stopped believing that the church,
somehow, is supposed to be better than real life. Continue at Frank Turk
