Wow. John Frye has a post up that rails against the "blandness" of most American evangelicalism. It is simultaneously frustrating and inspiring. Here's a snippet:
life. As if. Balance is just a code word for bland. Bland is beautiful.
Bland doesn’t rock the boat. Bland can sing about “the blood,” but
can’t or won’t shed a drop for another person. Bland likes to baaaaa
The backwoods nobody from Nazareth is a man on fire, a dynamo of love
and truth, a grenade with its pin pulled. The last thing Jesus was, was
balanced. God is Jesus, walking and talking, teaching and healing,
provoking and troubling. They didn’t have Ritalin* to deal with Jesus.
They did, however, have a cross.
The whole post is worth your time.