“He could tell that Johnny was not really a highly trained logician, and would simply go as he was directed, as long as the suggested direction did not conflict with the tangled bundle of platitudes, loosely tied with string, that made up his worldview” (Evangellyfish, p. 100).
Actual Experience
“The point of these stories had been pressed home to him by the kind of preachers who rolled up their shirtsleeves, threw their necktie over the right shoulder, and hopped around while they preached. Many Americans have complained of too many hellfire and damnation sermons in their past, but Bradford was one of the 112 …
So to Speak
“And when the blind lead the blind, they both fall into a youth ministry” (Evangellyfish, p. 95).
Improving the Blood Flow
“But somehow her giving him a back rub always turned into him giving her a front rub, and then they would fall again. That was actually how their relationship started, which is to say, through those darn back rubs. It was her senior year in high school, and she was in Johnny’s youth group, which …
In Fact, Quite Difficult
“But Johnny still agonized over such things — what size earring would the apostle Paul have worn if his mission had been to the skateboarding and pants-droopy youth of today? Not an easy question to answer” (Evangellyfish, p. 92).
Just Like That
“That was just one problem with ministering to the youth of today — riding the wave of cool and contemporary youth ministry was like surfing the big ones, and with one false move, there you were with sand in your trunks” (Evangellyfish, p. 91).
I Mean, Think About It
“Rourke had delivered at least three babies in the back seats of cars and taxi cabs, and thought he was qualified to assert that there was nothing whatever that was natural about it. It was the craziest thing in the world. Women were the kind of people that people came out of, for crying out …
More Focused Than Was Healthy
“Charles was elated and regarded his contact with these new allies as a profound vindication of his stand in the invoice-filing dispute of three years prior. When he had gotten some sleep, he could resume killing ants with a baseball bat. Out the door he went, trailing clouds of glory” (Evangellyfish, p. 85).
Well, There’ s That
“‘I am an easygoing man,’ he once told Cindi. ‘I take things in stride. I try to exhibit the fruit of the Spirit. I don’t fluster really. So why does this woman make me want to jump up and down on the hassock he, yelling and waving the remote?’ Cindi had been unsympathetic to his …
Which Goes to Show
He “was also a true pasty blogger poet with greasy brown hair hanging in the eyes just right, and a sleepy look that suggested profundity more than bewilderment. Which just goes to show” (Evangellyfish, p. 81).