Call it, say...
(Or, thoughts on sales of a polka-dotted hippopotamus ;D)
(Or, don't! :D Call it all something else. Think something else. Yay! Know what I mean, Vern?)
So, I have this idea about the Gospel of Jesus...
Like, what is the Gospel? Everything Jesus ever said, right?
("Walk the extra mile, turn a spare cheek or three," the farming metaphor, the parable of the friendly Good Samaritan, faith of a mustard seed, "The Golden Rule", etc...)
So anyways, it's like he came right back as a book, in Gospel form, and kept right on at it. If you see what I mean.
That's what makes us "the body of Christ," right? "We're him now."
Awesome stuff! I keep the Gospel in my pocket.
Jesus wasn't lying when he said he was comin' right back. We just weren't supposed to get what he meant yet, if you see.
Don't get me wrong, lots of other good stuff out there, "as soup is to sandwich"... It's a big planet, anyone can fast, good is good, and everywhere there is peace there is God. The parable of the Good Samaritan teaches us that.
We say Jesus was 'king of kings.' The guy knew how to teach! But, other people have known God. Don't miss the forest for the trees, you know?
You figure God would be feeding the people something good, right? I'm a Tai-Chi guy, I like dancin', ha!
So anyway, I call that whole thing "surf Christianity." Or, you might say, "Hare Christianity..."
Oh yeah! Here's God's favorite prayer: Click! -->