Proving once again that many Christians have a healthy sense of humor…

… my good friend JethricOne, who is a moderate Christian himself, sent me the following email last night:

At [my daughter’s] confirmation class this evening, she drew a picture of an anime Jesus for an assignment.
When she told me, I couldn’t resist thinking about the song “Drop kick me Jesus through the goal posts of life” (and it’s ilk of bad religious music) and was inspired to write the following:

Jesus is the hero of my anime
When reading right to left he’s going to show me the Way
It doesn’t matter if my friends are nasty, or rude
Cuz Jesus is my spike-haired holy ninja dude.

I was standing in a line, when someone pushed on ahead
It really made me mad, and I wished that he were dead.
But then a 2-D image flashed across my mind:
A smiling chibi spirit, that told me to be kind.

…refrain…

I saw a special toy, but I didn’t have the cash.
I thought I might just grab it, and then make a hasty dash.
But then that mighty warrior with his flame haze book of might.
Showed me 10 commandments and made me do what’s right.

…refrain…

I was worried about dying, with a lump inside my throat.
Somewhere’s a shinigami with my name upon a note.
But I thought about my Light, the one who came to me.
And by His side I’ll walk through life and he will set me free.

Having listened to more than my share of Christian pop music, I must say that the above is almost indistinguishable from the real thing. Being a long-time anime fan myself it’s doubly amusing.

4 thoughts on “Proving once again that many Christians have a healthy sense of humor…

  1. I was fired from teaching confirmation classes about a decade ago.  I believe that if you are old enough to make a decision about whether to formally join a religion, you are old enough to be treated like an adult with regard to what you learn about it.

    Church leaders became very unhappy with me for, among other things, telling the kids the truth (as I saw it) about the creation story, and playing Creed rather than “approved” music during our music break. 

    They thought I corrupted the minds of the confirmands.  No young teen wants to listen to “Jesus Loves Me” or “The Old Rugged Cross” when they could listen to “My Own Prison”, after all. 

    The kids loudly protested my removal, to no avail.  They ended up completing their classes with someone old enough to be my grandmother, who never strayed from the predetermined course material.

    I still think I did the right thing, though.  If nothing else, I taught those kids to understand that they must always question whether what they are being taught is verifiable fact, or mere belief.  I also taught them to have much better taste in music.

    Of course, I turned out to be an atheist once I had a real reason to seriously rethink the beliefs I had been taught all my life.  I guess that explains a lot, in retrospect. cheese

  2. I was fired from teaching confirmation classes about a decade ago.  I believe that if you are old enough to make a decision about whether to formally join a religion, you are old enough to be treated like an adult with regard to what you learn about it.

    I actually had a lesser, but similar experience. I was teaching 5th grade Sunday School, and we were covering the story of Joseph, over about 4 weeks.

    I had the idea of showing them the DVD of “Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.” I showed them the first 45 minutes of it, and promised to show the rest the next week.

    Between the two sessions, I was told that the video was too racy for the kids—especially the part about Joseph and Potifar, and we didn’t want to be in the position of making the kids question things that we’d have to then answer.

    So we went back to coloring pictures, and reading the “made for kids” study guides to the story.
    Sad, really, because the kids both enjoyed and understood the story from the video.

    Oh well, on the plus side, I did get to amuse the class later that year by reading past what the study guide listed for the lesson. In the story of Philip and the Ethiopian, I showed them where Philip was teleported to Azotus. (Acts 8:39-40)

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