In the Lap of Luxury

Behold, this was the guilt of your sister Sodom: she and her daughters had pride, excess of food, and prosperous ease, but did not aid the poor and needy. They were haughty and did an abomination before me. So I removed them, when I saw it. (Ezekiel 16:49-50 ESV)

Saturday night I found some kind of concert at the local Family Christian bookstore. I decided I’d check it out. So, after speaking with Auni on the phone and praying with her, I went to see what was happening.

When I got there, there was some lady preaching(?) in a manner similar to that lady on TBN, Paula White. She was yelling and stuff about the wages of sin and how if you don’t know Jesus then you need to know Him otherwise you’re going to end up in hell for all eternity. Ya know…looking back…preaching is not the right word. She was doing a canned audio track. So I guess the gospel presentation was a part of the song. What do you call that anyway?

I don’t know that she was doing it for our benefit so much as for the sake of the large group of black guys with nice cars in the parcking lot behind the concert who were, I think, doing drugs. They were also yelling profanities at all us Christians. Some adults went and talk to them I think. They took some giant 100 dollar bill tracts and that’s all I can recall.

Well, after that lady got done with what she was doing, this man with fibro mialgia (yes, that is so butchered as far as spelling) got up and was testifying to God’s miraculous healing in his life. He then proceeded to curl 135 pounds 24 times, thereby breaking his record of 22. The people coordinating everything kept using the verse about “whatever you do, do it as unto the Lord” to justify just about everything that was happening. Not that what was happening was wrong or anything.

Following this, some rappers got up and did their thing. They gave out their CD, which I was able to get a copy of from them. They did their stuff more specifically for the kids, though. Their procedes that night were going to Big Brothers/Big Sisters. Kids got first crack at the free CDs followed by everyone else.

Then, this band came up called Happy Little Day. The lead singer seemed distracted. And the message he brought to us was deffinitely not “kid friendly.” Then again, since when was the gospel ever intended to be? But one of the first thing the lead singer said, after TPing the audience and singing some crazy song about “THE WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH” (yes, he yelled that over and over again. It was pretty darn awesome) was, “How many of you love the ugly guy?” Some people laughed and some lady made some comment about her husband. And he said, “No. I mean the ugly guy. The outcast. The loser. I was at a church one time and there was this man there who was a big tither. And one Sunday, this handicapped guy was making faces at the big tither and kinda making fun of him. The pastor looked at him and said, ‘I don’t care about you! You have no idea how much he gives to this church.’ Ya know, Jesus tells us to love that ugly guy.” I was stunned. He then sang a song about that. And then he started talking about some man on Washington Ave. who would expose himself to cars and flip people off as they went by and stuff like that and how not once did he ever see any of the Christians on their way to church stop and invite him. And he said that he never did either. But he seemed distracted even then. And even to me, I could tell, something didn’t seem right. It wasn’t what they were doing or what he was saying, but something seemed disjointed. After only about 4 songs he said, “This isn’t right. Cut it short.” They sang like one more song and got off stage. I left at this point.

As I look back over the event, I wonder…why do we Christians hold public rallys and concerts, even free ones, and yet ignore the lost people who may be standing off outside the action? Why don’t we bring lost people to our Christian concerts? Why, when we do have lost people there, does the Christian community make them feel like outsiders? I’m not talking about the Holy Spirit’s conviction or anything like that. I am speaking of the individual people who make up the family of God. Why do we treat the lost person with contempt?

Why, when we create outreach events, do we cater it to a demographic of people that is already largly converted, or at least claims to be?

Why is it ok for us, as Christians, to hold loud and obnoxious anti-gay protests while simultaneously ignoring the families within our own religion as they suffer and deteriorate?

Why is homosexual marriage an attack on the traditional family but the fact that the divorce rate among Christians is higher than that of non-Christians not?

Why is it a sin to consume alcohol in any quantity and yet it is perfectly acceptable for us to glut ourselves into obesity?

Why is it acceptable for Christians to be filthy rich when Jesus told filthy rich people to sell all they had and give the money to the poor?

If the church is “the body of Christ”, why don’t we look like Him?

The sin of your sister Sodom was this: She lived with her daughters in the lap of luxury–proud, gluttonous, and lazy. They ignored the oppressed and the poor. They put on airs and lived obscene lives. And you know what happened: I did away with them. (Ezekiel 16:49-50 The Message)

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One thought on “In the Lap of Luxury

  1. bananasfk says:

    ‘Sin’ keeps the catholic church going, while certain drugs might be bad there status as ‘illegal’ is a new concept of the 20th century.

    Selling ‘sin’ to the sinless is a hard concept to sell (there drugs might be there version of church fun).

    So selling ‘sin’ to believers is much easier since they have to confess there guilt or otherwise being part of that church has no benefit.

    Thats my reading

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