If you sit down to read a whole nest of fundy blogs (this one included) at once, you realize we’re a pretty preachy bunch. :lucy We’re always preaching a sermon. And not the sweetly pious one my mom was urging when she taught me the little ditty, “Do you know, Oh Christian, you’re a sermon in shoes?” No, it’s more heat than light. And it’s exhausting after awhile!

I think it’s in our weft and woof. I always say that my fundy students are better speakers than my secular students because they’ve been weaned on public address. Well, that public address is usually polemical, so I guess it’s only natural that when we open our mouth, a polemic is usually what comes out.

But I’ve realized something about this spot recently. When I’m the most polemical, I’m preaching to myself alone. It’s an outpouring of what the Holy Spirit is saying to me. So if you get caught in the crossfire, I don’t know if I should apologize or be thankful that God’s speaking to you too. :bowtie

cklewis on May 6th, 2007 | File Under Think, Vent | 1 Comment -