Tales of a Secret Rockstar

Well, I should be in bed, but laundry keeps me up. It's raining like crazy tonight, and I have to work outside in the morning. Alas.

I figured while I'm up I might as well try to explain my "hiding behind the Holy Spirit" comment. Especially after the torrent of letters and the angry phone calls. And the bomb threat. Who knew that Christianity Today publishes my blog? Ah Christianity Today, the best of the cheesy Christian magazines.

The above paragraph is only about 44 percent true.

So what I meant by that statement, is essentially that we are too individualistic. That we use the inner work of the Holy Spirit as an excuse to not have to confess our weaknesses to one another. I find this frustrating. I feel incomplete when I respond to one of those personal altar calls. Mostly because I already talk to God about my weaknesses alot. So it's not like I'm bringing anything new to him anyways. I think if Jesus physically appeared at my church, he would tell us to talk to eachother more, and then talk to him together. I have this vague notion right now that I could put forward a pretty solid biblical argument for the concept of Christians being priests to eachother. A priest represents God to man, and many times I think God chooses to represent himself through another person, rather than through seemingly more supernatural means. Perhaps there is more research and writing to come on this topic. I don't deny or disregard the supernatural, but I think there is an untapped blessing that comes with being an open community. With creating a safe place for people to admit that they are weak, not just quietly to God, but boldly to eachother. So maybe the next time I hear one of those personal altar calls, I'll go find a friend instead.