It doesn’t do Jesus or the church any favors when Christians pretend to be know-it-alls who don’t practice listening skills, when we can’t sit still, when we’re pushy and loud mouthed and extremely opinionated.

Part of the reason I’m so passionate about reformation and ongoing awakening in the church is because Jesus IS the answer… and yet so many of His followers have less fruit in their lives than the average person on the street, the Buddhist, the Muslim, the eco conscious hippie.

We’ve touted that our way is correct for so many years that we’ve become cocky judgmental and unable to listen and grow. We’ve blended our politics and assumptions about how everyone else should behave exactly like us into mix, while we just shake our heads and tell everyone the world’s going to hell in a hand-basket.

No one wants a spirituality like that. Nobody. Zero people.

Jesus isn’t an angry Western loudmouth who wants us to get back to the good ol’ days.

Father, Son, and Spirit dwell in a peace and bliss, a Glory & Love so rich that when we behold Them we can only ever come like a little child… with zero one-ups on our fellow man… instead with a stillness and awe… humility, forgiveness and love. This is the Jesus way of life…

Is there anybody in there?

Just nod if you can hear me.

Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.

I hear you're feeling down.

Well I can ease your pain,

Get you on your feet again.

Relax.

I need some information first.

Just the basic facts,

Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.

A distant ships smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

Your lips move but I cant hear what you're sayin'.

When I was a child I had a fever.

My hands felt just like two balloons.

Now I got that feeling once again.

I cant explain, you would not understand.

This is not how I am.

I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.

Just a little pinprick.

There'll be no more

Ah!

But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?

I do believe its working. good.

That'll keep you going for the show.

Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.

A distant ships smoke on the horizon.

You are only coming through in waves.

Your lips move but I cant hear what you're sayin'.

When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,

Out of the corner of my eye.

I turned to look but it was gone.

I cannot put my finger on it now.

The child is grown, the dream is gone.

I have become comfortably numb.