Truly, a Good Friday

Last night I attended a Good Friday service. Often when I go to a special service or a holiday service at a Church I'm expecting something... Usually you look for a guest speaker, a narrative set, a skit, a adament speaker, props, amazing (special) worship music (all modern and dressed out). Most churches try to put on their (humanities) best to capture the attention of the world.
Last night I came into this Good Friday service with certian expectations only to have them smashed and shattered into tiny little pieces. I love it. Lately, I've been disappointed with the overall of the church trying to keep up with the rest of the world. This whole concept of being relevant, well because "An unconditional God isn't relevant enough." I loved it. I feel like too much of the church is built up with humanities expectations for how to be enticing to people that we limit the relationship of God... I can't feel God when I'm at church or being the church.... because I'm expecting this experience. I'm out to eat and want to be entertained. I'm only there for an experience. I'm really getting tired of church trying to feed me an experience. I want to relate, fellowship, commune, and grow... I want to live. Last night I went to a Good Friday service that didn't meet my expectations and I absolutely loved it.
I sat down and was greeted with scripture... just scripture. Certain members of the congregation got up and they read the story. Some extra scripture was read outside of the Gospels... but I actually had to listen to connect it... it wasn't forcefeed with some gripping analogy relating it to facebook or how Jesus is like a cellphone. It was the Good News and nothing less and nothing more. At first I wasn't sure what to think about it. There was not too many people even there... probably because it didn't meet standards. But what are standards to someone who has been saved... "Is grace not enough that we can not just sit in church and take in scripture alone?" Then I opened up to it... I dropped my stupid expectations and just listened to the story of someone who died for me. My sins. We sang some hymns, and yes, with an organ. A total turnoff to some... I dropped my stupid guard and listened to what I was singing and I allowed myself to give into God's expectations.I loved it. A great service and just what I was lookiing for.
"Man's expectations only try to limit God. God's expectations will free humanity of their inabilities."
God's expectations require more than just being relevant, modern, and looking like the world... scripture is just scripture.... It's funny cause when people have read a book they criticise the mess out of movie... and  yet we make the church look like this huge motion picture cause we are afraid the book isn't enough...

The Preacher and His Trophy Wife

You… you’ve blossomed. Knowledgeable.  You say that you don’t talk eloquent in front of new believers/unbelievers. Careful in craft. You’re unbelievable. So exquisite. A new taste. God’s gift to mankind. I’m glad I got to meet you, you rare find. Churched, perched, preacher. Hey you, are you so comfortable that you’re the only one digging deeper. Full of hope. So dope. Thank God you came. The talent of every other follower you place – deface, criticize, prophesy , reprimand. Cause you’re legacy is bigger, higher, straight from… oh wait, you are GOD’S HANDS.

The pride of every man. Asserted, converted. You had a rough past too, yet you think you got life down better. You’re unique, a beautifully flawed treasure. It’s funny cause I thought humility was to make a man humble, not to make many stumble… and the ideology has been crumbled. Tunnel vision…Dimly lit You think you are so better fit for the lime light.

You run the race. Set pace. Dust flying all over thy face. You’re so good at dusting, to your own path you stay trusting. You, stupid, unconscious… perfection. But dude, you say your so dirty, Oh, so unworthy. I see you and think of Pharisees... misplaced, wordy, verbeeeeee.

I like your actions. With each one you gain so much interaction. Rather satisfaction. List of achievements so tall, your humility yet to be seen. Joyous. Triumphant. Sound the horns. I’ve think there’s more humility in a man looking at cheap porn behind closed doors. But please, do not think of me, that I’m trying to even the score. Sin is sin. Nothing less. Nothing more.

Message. Yeah, we do need to conceive truth. You are the voice who has the real choice. You talents and skills. So high above me. So high. When you listen to speakers speak and preachers preach you sigh. Righteousness. There are hard working men battling and raging, being worn thin and you think you have it better than them. There are servants of men and you think you have more talent buried in.

Stop proclaiming what you do. Stop posting about your truths. The right and left hand should not know what the others do. Young gun. Bible bearing piety. I eye thee. You’re so unaware you get so many blank stares as you put that “please like my comment or post underneath my fames” status up there. Many a man will pat you on the back. Good vibes you might rack. But God’s judgment on His leaders you will have stacked. God’s glory is not your trophy wife. It's ageless, holy, and sacred. We are dying, fickle, and unwise.

All of this. God detests. He detests this.

God is Relevant alone

 you've labeled irrelevant, confined, told that you are not needed. Faith has declined. The church has, by stupid standards, climbed. We stand on our own steeple... we above the world and it's people. We create fake art and are falling apart. Critics, slandering our pages, but we consider ourselves washed with blood, that we can play in the mud. We try to leave a mark, but we just make mud bubbles, a little thud. My God, is your message not relevant enough for this generation? Is your message not enough to create a salvation senesation? ARe you not relevant? Biblical scholars call you ageless, timeless, omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent, all powerfull, and UNCHANGING... If you are as you were.... then why do we fill the need to lable you as artificial, that we must paint you with reiteration. Add the substance take a new course... as if salvation wasn't relevant enough...Why must we take another human beings creation labled "secular" and then change it's message with a gospel dressing and ask for God's blessings? Why must we steal art and tear it's first meaning apart to become relevant? isn't God the point? But we don't know where to start? Cold art, reiteration, carve out of thick slabs of stone... but we don't stand on you alone... WE JUST CARVE OUT THE BRIME... But I was callous hands this time. I want to toil in the being God made me... If I am Christian then what I make should it only be sacrificial to the ONe? I alone am to say that name when the branding has already been done? So why steal art in the name of fun as if God should be shuned? Have we forsaken something? Do we mirror a mear image that we are incapable of casting an establishing kingdom's vision... that the WOrd be the WORD and stand alone... I mean I'm all for opening the door and using what the world has created... not to be a gated community or anything... But I'm frustrated thinking that this idea of taking other people's art and putting our "own" twist on it makes us relevant, truth, a light, some safe haven plight... I'm not about casting a safe atmosphere but casting out... sending a vision... is that not what the gospel is about? What is unnecessary, tressapassing on the toes of those we are called to save? We make ignorant pleas so that men would believe but should we criticize what we concieve and be willing to negate what we have programed behind our crippled, thick, overbearing walls? To be left into speach alone that every knee shall bow before this throne. I'm confused... utterly confused. I don't call what our hopes are at being relevant, modern era culture a replica of who made this temple a home... I won't do it. ANd maybe I'm thinking too critical... But I'd rather think too critical then to tie my hands to the world view of being relevant towards using the critically acclaimed. I'm sorry relevant church... but when it comes to you or the world... to both I'd rather be viewed in shame