WHILE I DON’T BLAME Jim Siergey and Tom Roberts for being fed up with religion, I cannot agree with their cartoon portrayal of Happy Hippy Jesus, an apparent biblical contradiction with Crabby Old Paul (Cultural Jetlag, 9/3), which—by their logic—invalidates the entire book.
Evidently, theirs was an attempt to satirize religion and its holier-than-thou followers. Unfortunately, it also comes across as an attempt to give people like me, who do try to accurately read and apply the Bible, a bad name.
The scriptures are mocked as a crumbling jumble of pious platitudes, their “contradictions” heightened by the Flower Child Prophet and the Know-It-All Apostle. If Siergey and Roberts would let the religious people, the televangelists, and their kind, whom they dislike, trip over their own feet with the scriptures (which such folks are very good at doing), then maybe we would get somewhere. I’m not sure what these would-be comedians were trying to do, and the God I know is in the business of clarifying things (I John 1:5).
I agree that Christianity, so-called, deserves to be the world’s laughingstock that it is. And I am not some long-faced ascetic who hides from life and cannot enjoy a good laugh. But Messrs. Siergey and Roberts’ attempt at satire is not enough to deter me from telling the truth as best I can. In contrast to the cartoon, “The Book” also tells me about a Jesus who all but commanded his few remaining followers to go join the rest of the cop-outs, and about a Paul who implored Philemon to forgive an escaped slave. It tells me that some will believe and some will not (Act 28:24; Isaiah 55:10, 11). It tells me of others who cannot know the truth (II Timothy 3:7; Corinthians 2:14). I could go on and on, but I won’t because the choice of whether or not to believe—Messrs. Siergey and Roberts—is yours. Bet you’ve never heard that coming from a Christian before.