Misplaced Tears
The Fake News Of The Dove Awards As Idols
I don’t know if you recently saw Cory Asbury and Forrest Frank collab about a Christian Super Bowl halftime show, but I loved it.
In fact, if the church united across denominational lines, it would shut down the Super Bowl halftime show forever.
That’s how big and powerful the church is
Cory and Forrest are on to something massive.
I saw a clip from Forrest as well where he lampoons the Dove awards.
Young Christians have brilliant ideas and horrible ideas: the world is wonderfully black and white to them. And to be honest, I love it: it serves their immediate spiritual needs—goodbye Egypt, hello Canaan.
My pastor recently interviewed a recent convert who is quitting everything to follow Jesus. He’s passionate enough to take bold strokes and dumb enough to not be pastored.
I can tolerate the idiosyncrasies of wild young faith. I cannot stand the stupidity of idiosyncratic mature faith.
Forest Frank says he won’t receive a Dove award because his obedience is from Jesus and for Jesus. All of a sudden, he has set himself up as morally pure and everyone else a prostitute—people who have served God faithfully and consistently for decades. Savvy?
If Forest won’t receive an award because of spiritual convictions, people that do are not hearing God. This is deeply problematic.
Yesterday I apologized for being a loose mouthed moron at 42. Imagine how stacked the foolish pancakes get for these dudes—how much Eat My Own Words Publicly Flapjacks these guys have to eventually stomach.
Because I’m learning that the consequence of a platform is public education: you gotta learn in front of others. And it sucks when you’re the one learning the lesson.
Here’s a clip from a worship artist that I’m just calling nonsense on—meaning, you’re jumping on a trend and an axe to grind, and that’s a bad combination:
