A voice crying in the evangelical wilderness. The voice of one who has been mired in the evangelical church for 25 years and has seen it all. The raspy groaning cries of one who's mad as hell and can't take it any more!
I had just finished posting this morning's groaning post with a muttered prayer of "God, help us" - and within minutes I received an e-mail from our fellow outcast, Adam from the Twin Cities, who sent me this article:
posted by Voice in the Wilderness @ 6:33 AM
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I have been in the evangelical church for 25 years. I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I committed my life to Christ on that February evening so long ago. I have sat on committees, chaired committees, and condemned other unsuspecting sacrificial lambs to serve on committees. I've performed in big, tacky evangelical musical productions and sung in tiny little off-key choirs that dream of being big, tacky evangelical productions. I've played for worship teams and been in more agonizingly bad dramas than I care to admit. I've spoken at camps, retreats, and seminars and been sentenced to teach Sunday School for children, youth and adults. I've served, attended and/or been member of many different denominational and non-denominational churches of evangelical persuasion. Needless to say, I have to get some things off my chest.
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