Organic Gospel

Organic Gospel , you say? Maybe you're thinking I was in Seattle a little too long and was affected a bit too much by some second-hand reefer smoke. Alas, that is not the case. This thought did pop into my noggin' while I was out in lovely Pacific Northwest. You see, everywhere I turned in Seattle something was organic. From coffee to ice cream. From hair gel to toilet paper(Sheryl Crow would be happy). I'm pretty sure if you needed something organic you can find it in the best city in America. Or you could just ask my sister, as she seems to have fallen into the religiosity of organicism.
Something popped into my melon while I was searching in vain for a nice piece of cooked cow,with bacon, extra cheese, a load of bbq sauce and some greasy fries. How many churches out there today fall away from the "organic" gospel. And when I say organic gospel I'm referring the no-nonsense bible-preaching gospel of yesteryear. A time when Charles Spurgeon would stand up and blast from the pulpit,

“Avoid a sugared gospel as you would shun sugar of lead. Seek that gospel which rips up and tears and cuts and wounds and hacks and even kills, for that is the gospel that makes alive again. And when you have found it, give good heed to it. Let it enter into your inmost being. As the rain soaks into the ground, so pray the Lord to let his gospel soak into your soul.”

It seems as though the church by and large has lost sight of this. I believe the time is now to get back to the "organic" gospel. Too much time has been wasted offering a fast-food, thrill of the moment, drive-in theater version of the gospel. The gospel must penetrate. It must be painful. It must kill. If it doesn't than then all we have become are double-whopper eating fat bastards, who obviously don't give a rip about Jesus.