Pagan Godspell

This day after Christmas, I am grateful.  Grateful that I now have a whole long year until the next deluge of War on Christmas (cymbal-crash!) articles and hysterical frothing.  Whew!  I don’t know about you, but I’m exhausted.

I have just a couple of Good Newsy items from our continuing travels down South for the Holidays:

1.  Kansas City, Missouri has several outstanding gospel music stations.  In the midwesterny drive between Here and a Southern There, the radio stations are some slim pickins, my friends, and I am deeply grateful to these few gospel stations that gave me a rock and roll gospel Christmas moment as we hurtled through the dark flat byways towards family and friends.  I am also in perpetual awe at the vocal talent of various Kansas and Oklahoma radio preachers.

2.  This trip has also afforded me the opportunity to observe yet again another fascinating cultural phenomenon:  the religious billboard.

God, it seems, wishes to speak to you through the medium of freeway advertisements.  How modern of him.  Sometimes, he likes to be cryptic, and then enjoin you to visit one of his numerous web sites (God is also online), such as www.itisfinished.com, where, it appears, you can buy yourself your own crown of thorns.  I am not kidding.

Really, these are awesome.  I want my own religious billboard.  The Pagan Evangelical movement might want to seriously think about a billboard campaign.  As I am still recovering from a shocking amount of sugar, I am incapable of thinking of any truly clever slogans today, but I’m open to suggestion.  We’ll call it the Pagan Billboard Project.  Hmmm….