(Thanks to Mousekin for the nooze tip)

Where does Stupid end and Blasphemous begin?
Have we lost our church? Have we lost our freakin’ minds?
Check this out.
Yowsah, yowsah, Super Bowl “service”! Watch our ministerette kick the Bible–decorated with football stitches!–off the stage. Hear the other pastor brag about “middle school humor” (don’t ask: I really wouldn’t ask).
Once upon a time there were men and women who would rather be martyred–who were martyred–rather than lend themselves to stunts like this.
But Crossroads Church in Cincinnati embraced this dog and pony show as “fun.” Not only fun: they said there were spiritual benefits, too.
They came to the crossroads and made a wrong turn.
“Let all things be done decently and in good order,” St. Paul wrote to the church in Corinth (1 Cor. 14:40). Fat chance of that happening here.
Turn around and walk back out.





