John 9:11 He replied, “The man they call Jesus made some mud and put it on my eyes. He told me to go to Siloam and wash. So I went and washed, and then I could see.”
This site is for all those who love the church, all those who are disillusioned with the church, and all those who just think it’s a croc.
I am a Pastor who for years has been heartbroken over what the church in North America has become and passionate about seeing it become what I know it could be.
I hate to be critical of the church and try not to be, but it has become very difficult for me to set foot in a church. The last time I did, I cried and grieved, as I believe God does, over the void of what I feel in my heart is desperately missing.
As the days pass, I will share more of my heart. It is my intention that through dialogue with others of you, people of faith can wake up to a fresh vision of the pure and simple mission of Christ, and in doing so, become the world changers that His first century followers were.
I have a friend in the UK who talks about “dirty theology” — that we have a God who is always using dirt to bring life and healing and redemption, a God who shows up in the most unlikely and scandalous ways. After all, the whole story begins with God reaching down from heaven, picking up some dirt, and breathing life into it. At one point, Jesus takes some mud, spits in it, and wipes it on a blind man’s eyes to heal him. (The priests and producers of anointing oil were not happy that day.) – Shane Claiborne