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
like sheep…
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.
Yeah!! I love it. Let’s be and do like Jesus. So what if someone gets offended.
How about achieving “balance” through opposite extremes? It seems like Jesus’ life was like that. One minute, he is combative, spirited, fully alive in his role of leading and teaching his followers. But then, he’d go into solitude, and with his whole being entering into quiet, deep prayer and meditation.