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The Rapture Is Not Happening On Saturday, September 23

There are no hidden codes in the Bible.  That’s not what the Bible is.  That’s not how the Bible works.  That’s not how any of this works.

That said, here’s a video playlist of some songs that either directly or indirectly call to mind the end of days.

First, because I can’t shut up about it: “Sign of the Times” by Harry Styles

“Come Pick Me Up” by Ryan Adams.  This is the “I wrote this song today. It probably sucks” version.  Which is also the best version.  “When they call your name, will you walk right up, with a smile on your face?  Will you cower in fear in your favorite sweater with an old love letter?”

“I Wish We’d All Been Ready,” by Larry Norman, covered by DC Talk.  You don’t have to agree with the theology to behold the beauty of these vocals or the sadness of the prospect that this vision might be true.

“The Man Comes Around” by Johnny Cash.

“The Wanderer” by U2 and Johnny Cash.

 

St. Patrick’s Day U2Charist and Liturgy

It’s been 5 years, I think, since some friends and I did a St. Patrick’s Day U2Charist in Downtown Allentown.

The City has changed a lot since then.  I’m proud of the early efforts we made with settings like this, and with broken liturgy.

I think I have the liturgy on Google Drive. I will post if I can find it.  

Here’s the full liturgy as a PDF:

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Karma Police

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I love that song. I love the video.  I love everything about it.  The car. The spooky headlights. The words, the way Thom Yorke sings it, everything.

A few years ago I heard or read Bono talking about the Christian idea of grace, which he says is the opposite of karma.  Karma is about the balance sheets and grace is supposed to be about ripping them up.  If you’re like me and struggle with anxiety, even the freedom of grace can feel like karmic obligation.  I know that’s strange.  I don’t always feel that way.  But managing and overcoming my obsessive compulsion means looking at my own feelings and actions more closely than is often comfortable.  I believe in grace, but sometimes I let my brain chain me to things my heart knows are silly.  I don’t believe in karma, but sometimes I let my brain say “well, just in case…”

Also, “Creep.”