Man’s miracle: Wine into water
I want you to know that I do not enjoy or think the pictures I’ve made for this post are funny… they hurt my heart, and make me cringe.. but, i hope you to cringe also at the child’s play we have made of his supper.
the meal of FLESH and of BLOOD, the eating of your God. Eat his flesh.. drink his Blood.. Be a carnivore and devour it with the wild hunger of a beast who has waited for days in hunger.
Have you had your crackers and Juice this month? My last church it was once a month, I never figured out what time and then a Wednesday night crackers grape punch communion on Wednesday at 5 while everyone was at work. As sponge bob the great philosopher of our age said.. “It makes your tongue tingle and enhances your sentences with a good cuss word.”
What the Hell are we doing? What have we done with the center, the holy sacrament in which grace is infused into our everyday existence. Whatever you believe it “does” or in most Churches “doesn’t do,” get a grasp on what’s going on… look around at your Church experience each week. Is this what God intended? A motivational speaker with slides and power point presentation, a rock-band lulling us to sleep or false fervor with songs that repeat over and over the same lullaby catch phrases. Books for sale in the lobby with steps to be a bad-ass prayer, relevant christian.
We have zapped the beauty from the Church and replace it if boring DATA… ones and zeros in a 7 step process
This my friend is as boring, impotent, couldn’t impregnate a rabbit – kind of gibberish. We have zapped the beauty from the Church and replace it if boring DATA… ones and zeros in a 7 step process, with a few references to this guy jesus that seems to have something to do with something but what?
He takes the wine we have become drunk on, and redeems it each gathering with his beauty and says take!
Where God has performed the miracle of turning water in to wine, we have performed an even greater “miracle” (because it’s unthinkable to reverse God’s miracle) of turning wine in to water. The communion or Lord’s supper, has no power. It is not the center of our worship because we are arrogant, we think we are better, more equipped that the thousands of building blocks before us. Well the proof is in the pudding.
Grape juice is punch.. sugary juice, produced by a pastor named Welch who could not take communion because, basically, lets just say it, he was better and more piest than Christ himself. Are you better, are you more wise than the one who is perfect in all his ways.. are you more knowledgeable than God? We treat Jesus, though well meaning, just like we treat all those ignorant people of the past because they shit in bowels and and walked to work. But, you say, alcoholism is rampant, and I don’t want to cause someone to stumble with a thimble of wine.
That is a great ignorance by us and our pastors and the ones in the last 100 years who have stomped on the precious everlasting wine press of God with feet that hunger for sweets and childish things. The drunkenness was rampant in Christ day too, but he produced huge volumes of wine for a many day “get your drink on” party. Was he concerned? No. Because he redeems those things that are his… those things that are beautiful. He takes the wine we have become drunk on and redeems it each gathering with his beauty and says take! Remember that I am God. Remember that he is the Lord of the festival and all good gifts… I make it new! Let your eyes be dull with wine because this is the blessing of Jacob down to you.
Remember that he is the Lord of the festival and all good gifts… I make it new! Let your eyes be dull with wine because this is the blessing of Jacob down to you.
Are you a drunk yourself.. well first of all, call yourself what God calls you. A drunkard. Not an alcoholic, not a recovering addict. If you will refuse to accept that you are a drunkard in need of healing… than you will always be a drunkard drinking or not. Come to the table, and let that thing that you have made dirty.. the idol you have worshiped.. let it become again the material it is made of… let it be your hope that he is the one that will save, that will heal you and forgive you win you do go on a binge… breaking your legs like the lamb and carrying you back to his flock. For a drunkard… there is “NO MEANS” in which you will enter the kingdom.. NO means No – as the Ladies say. Let that fear be in you, don’t try to dance the words in a circle around you. Take what they say, let them break you upon the rock so you are not broken by the rock.
Our churches are childish that is why we have crackers and punch, a pastor in a t-shirt and fun sing along lullabies. At-least we are not ashamed to show we are babes and intent on staying that way. Bring back the power. Bring back Gospel, and be the fools that you are… let your Pastor drop his wall of arrogance and pride in great teaching, and preach foolishness that does not make you foam at the mouth or more greedy for money, success, ambition and moral codes of man. We don’t need this.. the church is to strip you of all of these things..
Or Two, stay and fight… fight for your brothers and sisters and say NO MORE! No more of this pile of Shit, as the apostle Paul says.
If you are board with just the Law and Gospel preached every sunday, and the Bread and wine making the service longer.. You simply don’t know Christ. There is no way, unless in a slumber, to not be inthralled with the God of wrath, and his amazing grace at his table. If you have not been brought in trembling fear to his feet, to his table each sunday to fall in his arms and say it is yours, I can do nothing… than fear for yourself. No formula prayer at 5 years old is going to save you…No Decision will save you.. Christ alone by his providence and will will save you. And his salvation is sweet… it is bitter, it is strong and intoxicating like wine.. and it is all… absolutely all we need.
my eyes dull with wine. lips red with the blood of the grape.. the bitterness of his death and the sweetness of his life.
So shut down Wednesday PHD Christian bible study. Quit adding courses on marriage and relevance… you will never be relevant in any way to this world. If you do your job right you will be hated and spit upon.. not for your own right wing meanness.. but for a uncanny kindness and deep love for absolute every person.. but now.. your empty and hungry. You do not have the precious strength of the meal so heavy and so delicious.. the meal of FLESH and of BLOOD, the eating of your God. Eat his flesh.. drink his Blood.. Be a carnivore and devour it with the wild hunger of a beast who has waited for days to eat.
just so you know.. I’m no preacher.. I’m a drop out looser who spent most of the decade drunk in the bathtub or in a hospital. By Churches, family and doctors.. I was pointed and told there was no hope but a Pegan Church called Alcoholics Anonymous. I drink now.. I devour it. Wine is beauty.. and he is big enough, not just to set me on a path of everlasting recovery, but to heal me and set me beside him at a great feast.. my eyes dull with wine, lips red with the blood of the grape.. the bitterness of his death and the sweetness of his life.
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