Jesus, Friend of the Outsiders

Outsiders GuideFrom the world’s perspective, there will always be people pushed outside the accepted circle; there will always be people branded as outsiders. Jesus was intuitively aware of this, for he experienced it first-hand.

When Jesus entered the world, he was born—in society’s eyes—an illegitimate child. The son of an adulteress. He was born in the equivalent of a side alley dumpster. In the first few years of his life, he was harassed and hounded as a menace to his own nation and was hunted down to be slaughtered, keeping his family constantly in hiding, refugees, in other nations. He was born in poverty and disgrace, and returned there to grow up in the slums, known as Galilee, where the lower class lived with their embarrassing accents and tattered clothing.

Jesus could relate to those labeled as outsiders, because he was one. He could relate with those who had a tarnished reputation because he grew up with one. He could identify with the misfortunate and poor, because he had known of it his whole life.

But he did more than just grow up. He came to stand up for all who were looked down upon. He came to stand up for all who were pointed out by society and the religious as unworthy, unclean and unacceptable.

Jesus did more than just save the world, he showed all the outcasts of the world that he stands with them— right here, right now.

He showed those whom were mistreated, misunderstood and misrepresented that he will stand between them and the religious folk with their stones and exclusive theology they use to beat and condemn; he showed us he would go so far as to take the beating of the stones in place of the outcast—if any dared to still throw them.

On the outside, where those who are part of the ‘in’ groups never desire to venture, is where Christ makes his home and from there he calls out to all, “Come, follow me, this is the way to life”.

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This was an excerpt from my forthcoming book, out Aug 26: An Outsider’s Guide to the Gospel.
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Jesus, The Outsider

Outsiders GuideWhen Jesus turned up to start his public ministry, he did things differently. He didn’t schmooze with the politically connected and wealthy, nor did he get cozy with the ruling religious class in the hope of gaining support and influence. He didn’t obsess over his own imagine in the hope of presenting himself as picture-perfect, with picture-perfect followers and admirers. Instead, he identified with those with no image in the eyes of the ruling class. He picked a bunch of teenagers and a few young men from the poorest, most mocked part of the country, and even threw in a tax collector that the whole nation despised.

He openly befriended women, even the most despised in the eyes of his own nation, Samaritan women, and prostitutes of ill repute. He drank alcohol liberally with those society looked down upon, much too liberally for the religious folks of the day, causing him to be branded a ‘glutton and a drunkard’.

He publicly exalted the women who followed him, at times pointing out how they understood the truth about God while both the Pharisees and his own male disciples failed to grasp the reality of his ministry and the true character of God.

But he did more than just identify with those whom society so easily cast into its shadows. He came to stand up to all the religious bullies standing behind their pulpits and holy robes, obsessed with twisting the God of love into some kind of split-personality mental case.

He went on record, talking openly while making his claims, that God does not consider it acceptable behavior for anyone to harass, suppress and abuse people because they hold a position inside a religious institution or have some kind of religious title before their name.

He came to be a light for all who were living in the darkness of the abusive and manipulative tactics of those in powerful positions in religious institutions. To the everyday person, he offered: “Come follow me, for my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” But to the religious leaders he declared: “And you experts in the Bible, woe to you, because you load people down with burdens they can hardly carry, and you yourselves will not lift one finger to help them.”

The only thing that got Jesus mad, from what we see in the account of his ministry, is thinking one can judge and condemn others and place a heavy burden upon them due to a belief that they are some kind of divine mediator for God on earth.

In the gospel accounts we see that Jesus’ finger was not pointed at those with moral sins. The only time Jesus pointed his finger in judgment was when it was pointed at the religious, hardened in heart by their pious pride, who made it their self-appointed duty to look down upon, correct and condemn others.

In every way, Jesus went against the grain of the strongly established social, cultural and religious prejudices. And in doing so he broke this awful yoke off the neck of all who wanted to be set free from it. The yoke of the social, cultural and religious falsehood that measures people unjustly, that pushes people down, that keeps rank, that keeps count. That separates. That rejects. That oppresses. That disqualifies.

He consistently stood on the side of those society looked down upon, and lifted them up. Time and time again he showed those who were exalted in society—by wealth, title, sex, or nationality—that the very people they pitied were in fact the very ones greatly blessed. Yes, blessed, for while they may have been looked down upon by men, they were not looked down upon by God. Rather, they were as equal as everyone else in God’s eyes.

Jesus showed us all by his life—and also by his death—that there are no outcasts or outsiders in God’s eyes. There is no unclean. There is no lesser sex. There is no lesser color. There is no lesser race. There is no lesser human being.

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An excerpt from my forthcoming book, out Aug 26: An Outsider’s Guide to the Gospel.
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An Outsider’s Guide to the Gospel

Outsiders GuideGood news everyone: The 26th of August is the official release date of my latest book: An Outsider’s Guide to the Gospel. This book is an important one for me personally, and I believe will be a worthy read for all you, too. It’s huge for me because it doesn’t hold back any punches on exactly what I think of Jesus, walking the path of faith, the here and now reality of the gospel and the salvation of whom, when, why, and how. I believe I can honestly give this book to someone and say: “Here, this is everything I believe about the gospel.”

It is the follow up to my novel SNAP, and although is completely aligned with my own beliefs, it is written from the perspective of Frank, the preacher’s son who no longer participates in the institutional church, and, after three years, has come to terms with how he understands his faith, and subsequently lays it all out there for all to read.

Something I can promise you about An Outsider’s Guide to the Gospel is this: it is full of original thought. Whether you agree or not I leave up to you, but my promise is it is a thought provoking book, a positive book that expresses the gospel in a way that is hardly heard from any pulpit. A book that explores, in depth, the reality of love as the central theme of the gospel. It is honest. It is real. It is a culmination of about ten years of thought on the subject, and the conclusions I’ve come to have not been reached by reading them in other books, but rather, I’ve reached my conclusions through my own research, contemplation, and honest exploration of my faith.

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Who else but Jesus?

What Does It Mean To Abide In Jesus?

As Jesus sat with his disciples eating, what would be his last meal with them before his crucifixion, he began to speak about the importance for the disciples to ‘remain in him‘, repeating himself several times, and explaining that it was through, and only through, remaining in him that they would bear the fruit of the Spirit in their life.

But what does it mean to abide in Jesus?

“As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love.” John 15:9

After talking about remaining his him several times, Jesus extends his sentence to give it a fuller, and clearer meaning. He says: “Now remain in my love

Jesus first explained to his disciples how much his heavenly Father loved him, testifying how he accepted and embraced this love reality, and then went on to explain that this is what enabled him to love them.

From a big, eternal perspective, Jesus fills the whole universe; everything was created through him. He is undoubtedly powerful in his supreme and eternal reality; however, while Jesus walked the earth he had stripped himself of all that glory, humbling himself to come to earth in the image of man. In the body of man. In the limitations and weaknesses of man.

He was limited to the same weaknesses and challenges we all have in these jars of clay, yet he loved us all so genuinely and passionately, and he loved all the way to the cross. But, living with the same limitations we also are burdened with in these earthen vessels, the question is: How did he do it? How did he love us so much?

The answer is that he did it by abiding in the love of his Father. Jesus demonstrated the divine power found in a life that rests in the truth of God’s love for them, and he encourages all of us that we can experience the same. Not by striving in our own strength, but through abiding in his love.

Resting in the truth of God’s unconditional love for you is the power of God to outwork his love through you into the world around you. This is what it means to remain in Jesus. He loves us just as the Father loved him while he walked the earth. We can walk with the same assurance we are perfectly loved and accepted as he did as he walked the earth. It is by remaining in the reality of Christ’s love for you, that allows God to freely let the fruit of the Spirit flourish in your life.

Everyone, in their mind, embraces the idea of being a loving person, but it is the out working of that belief in a way that bears fruit this is often the challenge. Jesus reveals both the problem and the solution to us. The problem is that we simply can’t love out of our own limited source of love. The solution is God has given us an unlimited source of love as a home to live in. In Christ. In Christ’s love. To truly love in a way that bears the fruit of heaven we need to remain in the abounding love of Christ, and allow that source of love to overflow through us into the lives around us.

Abide in Jesus’ love. Enjoy it. Rejoice in it. Jesus actually told us it is through resting in his love and embracing this glorious reality that your joy will be complete. You are completely, unconditionally, and gloriously loved by your Lord and Savior – what can make us more joyful than resting in that great reality? And so, abide in him; enjoy his love for you, and allow him the joy of loving others through you, to the glory of God.

“I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete.” John 15:11

Advice For A Friend

Caught In A Storm – Advice For A Friend

A man was hiking over the beautiful snowy Alps, along the way a violent storm suddenly appeared and the man had no chance to take shelter, he was trapped right in the eye of the storm. The snow storm was so intense that he could not see a thing; he could not even see his hand in front of his face. In desperation he tried to use his mobile phone, and to his amazement he could still get phone reception to make a phone call. He called a close friend, he did not know what his friend could possible do for him, but in hope he called anyway.

His friend, reading one of his favourite books in front of the open fire and his lovely wife preparing dinner for him, picked up the phone. On the other end of the phone he listened to his friend share his emotions, his fear and confusion, he was walking aimlessly in the worst storm he has ever been caught in, and he had no idea how he would make his way through it.

“Just walk east!” his friend yelled down the phone. “Just walk east! If you just walk east you will easily get out of the storm!”

However, the friend in the storm could not see a thing, only a blur, he was confused, he was already aware that if he walked east he would find shelter from the storm, he wasn’t arguing that. His problem was he had no idea which way east was. He could not see anything! He was completely incapable of doing anything to get himself out of the storm.

He tried to explain this to his friend, but his friend just keep yelling to him ‘just walk east!’ His friend, warm and comfortable at home, could not understand why his friend could not do this one simple thing ‘Just walk east!’

Meanwhile his friend was still stuck in a situation he was incapable of changing. He tried to explain that he was not arguing that walking east is what he should do; his problem was he did not know how to walk east. Which way was east? West? North? South? He was trapped, nothing was in his control, he did not know what to do, and his friends advise, although well-meaning, was only creating more fear in his heart.

“Just walk east! Stop making excuses and just start walking east and you will find shelter from the storm.” His friend yelled again, getting more frustrated. Eventually, his friend hung up the phone and thought to himself: ‘You can’t help someone who won’t help themselves’. Warm and safe in his lovely home, his friend picked his book back up and continued to enjoy his evening.

Meanwhile his friend was left in the storm. He was lonely, fearful, and hopeless. He continued to wonder, and the storm just kept getting worst. He felt so depressed, so misunderstood, so lost. In desperation he decided to try to call another friend, what could his other friend do for him? He did not know, but in hope he called.

As his friend picked up the phone the man began to retell his situation; he cried, he was broken, he was trapped in the storm, he could not do anything, he could not escape or find shelter.

“Remember you are not alone” his friend yelled down the phone. “What ever you do don’t forget you are not alone!”

The man stood in the storm, the tried to understand what his friend was trying to tell him, what did he mean? His friend continued in desperation to remind him that he was not alone. “What do you mean I’m not alone?” his friend cried? “I’m completely alone. I’m in a storm and I have no power to change anything and I’m incapable of finding my way out.”

The whole time he spoke to his friend, never once did his friend try to give him instructions on how he could get out of the storm in his own strength, his friend just keep reminding him he was not alone. Again the man asked his friend “What do you mean I’m not alone?”

“Remember when you started the journey across the mountains” his friend said, “Do you remember when the weather was beautiful and calm?” His friend thought back, yes he remembered! “Do you remember you did not start this journey on your own?” Again his friend thought back, yes he remembered! He remembered that he started the journey with a guide, a seasoned mountain guide. He started the journey with a professional guide who knew every corner of the mountain, who had guided other climbers through storms even worst than the one he was trapped in now.

“Do you remember you’re not alone?” His friend cried down the phone once more. “Yes I remember!” The man said. He remembered he started the journey with a guide. His friend kept encouraging him “Remember that your guide is still with you! He’s still right beside you, he has not left you. Let him take hold of you hand and he will lead you out of the storm.”

The man hung up the phone. He held out his hand and cried out for his guide to lead him to safety. He could not see anything, he could not see his guide, he could only have faith his guide did not leave him when the storm began. As he stood in the storm, completely blind and unable to help himself, he felt the beautiful hand of the one he knew could save him from the storm; it was his guide.

His guide was still with him. When the storm first began, it had taken the man by such surprise and had come upon him so suddenly that, in his fear and confusion, he forgot his guide was still with him.

“I don’t know the way out” the man cried to his guide. He felt the guide embrace him, in the deathly cold of the storm he held him close, it made him feel a deep warmth inside himself, a warmth he almost forgot existed. The guides warm embrace comforted the man, and his heart felt strengthened, even in the storm.

The storm was so heavy the man still could not see the face of his guide, he could not see anything, he only heard the voice of his guide, the one who was capable of doing what we could not do, the only one who could save him.

The man could not see anything, he felt so weak, and in himself there was no strength left. He could only rely upon his guide and believe in his weakness, his guide would be his strength. As the storm continued to rage all around them, the man heard the guide whisper into his ear:

“You don’t need to know the way out, you only need to trust me, I can lead you to safety”

In that moment the man felt peace in his heart. Yes he was still in the very same storm, but he knew he would make it through the storm, because even in his weakness, his guide was strong enough to carry him through to safety.


Why is it when our friends face an emotional storm in their life we always want to instruct them on how they can fix the problem themselves?

“Just let it go!”

Seems like such simple advice to give someone who is heart-broken from a relationship breakdown.

“Why don’t you just let it go, and move on with your life?”

Sometime we spend all our time trying to instruct our heartbroken and depressed friends on how they must lead themselves out of heartbreak and disappointment, and with our best intentions we only cause them to feel more broken. In contrast, the greatest help we can be as a friend is to remind them that within their heartbreak, within their sadness, within their inability to change their feeling and their situation, Jesus is still with them, still loves them, is still embracing them, and is still the one who will save them and heal their heart.

Within the heartbroken sadness they are suffering in, a true friend reminds them that their guide is still with them. Their guide has never left them, and they don’t need to worry about finding their own way out of their emotional crisis, they need only to trust that Jesus is with them. Always remember Jesus. It is Jesus who desires to strengthen our hearts through the storm. It is Jesus, and not ourselves who leads us; not through our strength, but through his grace given freely to us in our time of need.

Jesus is our savior for our whole life, in this life and the eternal life. When we are unable to save ourselves in any situation, and our friends and family can not possible understand the emotional crisis we are facing in our life, Christ understands.

People will always try to instruct us on how to save ourselves, Christ however, shows us his desire is to save us and lead us in his strength.

He is our guide, he is our strength, He is always with us, and he will be faithful to lead us to safety.

I pray that I’m always a friend that reminds you that your guide is still with you, and he will lead you through the storm, He loves you, He is with you, when nobody understands, the Lord understands.

“Do you remember you’re not alone?” His friend cried down the phone once more. “Yes I remember!” The man said, he remembered he started the journey with a guide! His friend keep encouraging him “Remember that your guide is still with you! He’s still right beside you, he has not left you! Let him take hold of you hand and he will lead you out of the storm!”

It takes only a moment to have the revelation that God is love, but it takes a lifetime to let go of other doctrines we’ve been taught/conditioned to believe that makes God out to be anything less than love.

We play theological gymnastics most of our lives, finding ways to justify God the half lover, God the almost lover, God the if you do, I do lover. God the it’s not my fault lover, God the angry lover.

In the end, though it will take a lifetime, I think we’ll all give up on the theological gymnastics game, and just accept the reality of God the way a child does: God is love. Fully. Always. Forever.

Sometimes In Your Faith Journey You Have To Run Alone

When we seek the truth, it is a natural reaction that we will no longer be in the same place and believing the same things as everyone else who has a mutual faith in Jesus. As soon as we seek to understand our faith on an individual level with the Spirit of God leading us rather than simply agreeing with the group doctrines and dogmas, we face the moment I’m talking about.

It’s the moment we realize that our faith is not as simple as we first thought. That there are many questions we have, that God is encouraging us to ask, that the group doesn’t want to talk about; questions the group doesn’t want to ask. But we know if we don’t follow the leading of the Spirit, then we will lose our own passion for being led by the Spirit all together. If we follow the Spirit, to seek, to question, to look for the answers God has laid out before our path, we are only doing what is natural in our walk of faith following Christ.

When we seek the truth, it is a natural reaction that we will no longer be in the same place and believing the same things as everyone else who has a mutual faith in Jesus. It’s that way because it’s a journey. Like a marathon. Everyone is on the journey, but at different places.

The problem with religion is it wants everyone to be in a straight line, arms locked, along the journey. The result is nobody is able to go at their own natural pace, and without the ability to go as the Spirit leads you, you quickly become complacent and lose the desire to seek truth at all. You simply allow others to set the pace, to pull you along, and subtly ‘group think & group belief’ replaces your own ability to think as an individual, to seek, and know what you believe. But to take your own steps in the search of truth, at the pace the Spirit leads you with, is the very essence of what you need to follow Christ. Don’t be afraid of it, don’t deny it; rather, embrace it. To sacrifice it for the sake of keeping the group happy is not a sacrifice I think God is asking for.

God wants us to seek him, and if we are to do that, there are times when we have to leave the pack and seek at our own pace. We’re not forsaking the group, but we are accepting that we can’t all believe the same thing at the same time, perhaps when we meet at the end of the race we will. But along the journey, sometimes we have to run a stretch of the path alone; sometimes we have to run even when the group behind us doesn’t understand why. And sometimes we have to run even when we don’t know why. All we know is we are being led, and our heart desires the truth over all.

The journey is long, and the path is not easy, but it is our calling. It is our passion. It is our way.

Run it well.

Radically Loved

The Joy Of Being Different – And Celebrating The Uniquness Of All

At the very basic level of our belief, we believe that we are all made in the image of God. This I completely believe and celebrate. This means at our core we are all exactly the same. We are all equals. We are all one. Because we are all made in the image of God. And what is that image? That image is love (singing L-O-V-E love).

Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. 1 John 4:8

I think we run into problems, however, when we begin to conform into the outer image of one another, instead of abiding in the inner image of God/love. What I mean is we start to listen to the same kind of music, do the same activities, use the same kind of words and phrases, listen to the same teachings, have the same weekly schedule of events and programs etc. This of course can happen quite easily in a religious setting most easily. But it can happen in any setting/group that is fundamental in its worldview, whether it be religious, political, corporate or what ever.

There is a real danger when we start to conform into the ‘corporate image’ that we begin to actually lose touch with who we really are. It is not noticed as long as you are immersed in this corporate culture, but if you ever come out of it, it is not uncommon to feel lost, wondering if you even know who you are anymore. This is the danger of conforming to the outer image of others for the sake of inclusion.

It’s hard to embrace and celebrate your uniqueness when others want you to be something else–sadly, something a little closer to themselves. While I think we should all celebrate the truth we are the same image on a heart/spirit level, for we are all made in the image of love, we should also celebrate that none of us need to be the same in our outer expression.

I don’t think we’re designed by God to be like one another in our personalities and passionate pursuits. We are designed to be different, to go after different kinds of dreams, to have different hobbies, to see things from different perspectives.

We’re created to desire different things, to be drawn to different kinds of lifestyles, to seek after different kinds of experiences.

I really believe that it is these very differences that make it interesting to spend time together. It is what makes being friends refreshing and rewarding. But to enjoy this blessing, we have to let go of the desire to conform people into our own image.
Radically Loved

Your image is beautiful. But it is yours, not mine, and not anyone else’s, and that’s the way it’s meant to be. When we can simply accept people for who they are, we can participate in beautiful and refreshing friendships. But when we expect people to change, to be more like ourselves, then we can never truly connect with anyone, because we are not looking for individuals to celebrate life with, but candidates we think can be molded into an image closer to our own.

Don’t be scared of those who are different to you, who believe different, live different, see the world different – these people are a blessing from God. If we can overcome our religious desire to conform people into our image, and live with the liberty of embracing and enjoying the uniqueness of others around us, we can also participate in the joy of life on a far greater scale.

Celebrate your unique and wonderful ways. And do likewise with others. We can celebrate both our united image of love, and also enjoy and celebrate all the differences we have as well. It is when we can embrace (instead of separating and judging) the differences of others, we truly begin to see just how we are all the same. We were made to bless one another with our uniqueness. We are all different, we are all made in the image of love, and that is what makes us all the same.

The Spiritual Life

Playing To Win, Losing For Real: A Short Story

The two men, property tycoons, sat opposite each other at the table. Between the two of them they owned most of the real estate in the city. But it was not enough for either of them. No, each of them wanted it all for themselves, and they had become obsessed at achieving that goal.

They bought property from one another when there fortunes were up, and when they needed more cash flow, reluctantly sold property. They were relentless in their pursuit to outsmart the other. One thing was certain. The day would come when one would succeed in his greedy goal. The moment would come when one would fail and declare bankruptcy, to the joy of the other.

One sunny Wednesday afternoon that day finally came. They sat in their usual spot in central park for another round of negotiations. As they had done for the past three decades. It was on this day, after one more bad business deal, one final bad move, that one of the men realized he had lost everything. He had been outsmarted, and he would have to give up his final hotel property to cover his losses. He handed over the last of his property to his old rival, and with a bitter look, told his opponent that he had won. He had defeated him.

At first the other man sat there rejoicing. Thirty years work, and now he had done it. He was the victor. He owned all the property in the city! But then he became quiet, and his rival also. He sat there and contemplated what had just happened. Something he was not quite prepared for.

In winning everything he had focused so hard on winning, he did something else he never wanted to do. He had ended the Game. By ending it, he was suddenly forced to admit that was all it was, just a Game.

Some of the other regulars in the park looked on at this significant moment with great interest. The two men sat as still as statues, their eyes downcast upon their monopoly board. Neither saying a word.

Over the years and decades they had both lost their jobs, their families, their homes and their dignity in their obsession with their Game. The worse of all, they lost their grip on reality, and over the years actually came to believe the game was reality. They enjoyed their passionate pursuits, thinking they were real pursuits, real business dealings.

People had often tried to wake them up, to force them to quit the Game, but they were so deep into it, so focused, they just dismissed their voices. No, they were not playing a Game, they were trying to win the city, and they were close to doing it! That’s what they both thought. Whenever anyone tried to show them they were losing their lives by living in their Game, they just ignored it. They were happy in their reality. They were winning the whole city. They were significant business men. They were like kings. They were important. And then – the Game ended.

Slowly, the man who had won began to weep. He looked at the board, and realized it was all just a game. He thought about his family he had lost, how long ago? Years? Decades? He thought about his life, the life he had missed out on because he had become so obsessed with the Game.

Then he shook his head, stop his crying and gazed over at his opponent.

“You know Frances,” he said. “You’re the best business man I know. In this city, there’s no better opponent than you. I’ll tell you what . . .” he picked up a few hotels from his pile and handed them across the table. “Consider this a gift. Now, let’s see if you can rebuild your empire.”

His opponent’s countenance suddenly changed, and color returned to his cheeks. “Rodger, you truly are an upstanding tycoon. A true gentleman. But be warned, I’m still committed to owning this entire city.”

The spark in Rodger’s homeless eyes began to sparkle once again, “I expect nothing less, my old revival. Now, pass by Go, collect your $200, and let us continue; we have a long day of business negotiations ahead of us.”
“Indeed we do. Indeed we do.”

As so they began playing again, suppressing the short realization they had wasted their entire lives playing a Game. They both focused intensely upon the board, counted their properties and planned out their strategies. This is not a Game, they both thought to themselves, No, this is the real world.

WWAPD?

WWJD: “What Would Jesus Do?” Do You Really Want To Know?

Once upon a time, a mother made her son a wristband. On it was written: WWJD. This, of course stood for: What Would Jesus Do?’ She instructed her son to look at the wristband before making decisions on how to live his Christian life.

A week later she was shocked to see that her son had become friends with prostitutes, was hanging out with ‘sinners’ – even buying people who were already drunk yet another round of beers!

Worse still, he had walked into their church the previous Sunday and tore down the book store, overturned the tables and threw the cash register through the window, he then made a whip and chased the pastor out of the building, declaring he was turning God’s house into a den of thieves.

Most shocking was what happened when his mother went to picket the local abortion clinic. To her embarrassment, her son was also there, but he was standing with the women who just had an abortion, and yelled at the protesters: “You who is without sin, throw the first stone!”

The mother was very distressed, but fortunately she found a solution to this terrible problem. She made another wristband, this time it read: WWAPD, this, she explained to her son, stood for: What Would A Pharisee Do? She took the old WWJD wristband and burned it.

Since her son has been wearing the new wristband, looking at it to help him make his decisions, he has become a dedicated tither, a public prayer warrior, an active condemner of ‘sinners’, a passionate defender of the Old Covenant law, and has a great reputation as a godly young man amongst other religious people.

Needless to say, the mother is very happy now. She only wishes Jesus would take notice and follow her son’s good example.