A formal, established liturgy is like an ornate fireplace. Warm, edifying, exegetical, Christ-centered preaching is like a fire. The Church of England is filled with cold fireplaces -- very beautifully done, but cold. You can look at them there behind the velvet rope for a donation of three pounds. And so in reaction to this, actual believers in Scripture have found themselves setting fires in various places around the house -- on the couch, on the coffee table -- places where it is easy to find fault with them, but at least they know there is supposed to be a fire. I want a fireplace, but I also want a fire in it. And to get that, you are going to have to conduct thoughtful, charitable discussion among English evangelicals over the course of the next number of years.
Pretty much sums up how I feel about things over here. I want both, and then I want to make popcorn. Or maybe s'mores.
1 comment:
me too Johnny, me too...as long as it's not hot-airpopped.
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