Incest always kills the gene pool

A blog of 5000+ words always makes me wince.

Truth be told? A dispassionate editor could probably shave at least half of that away. But it was not written by a dispassionate editor. It was written by a passionate minister.

For The Love of God: Collateral Damage
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Before me sat a beautiful child of God, full of genuine love, mercy, compassion, kindness; you get the picture. She had just told me that a friend of decades told her they wouldn’t be visiting a media production because this child of God didn’t belong to the right “denomination” and they couldn’t be seen in this other “organization,” because this “denomination” was NOT a true Christian one!! (As with ALL churches, there are things right and things wrong, but Christ is loved and worshipped there.)

And lovely Roland stirred my spirit. The Spirit within. A spirit who grows restless. Who sees us all drool over bricks and mortar, rules and regulations, bums on seats and the size of a godly congregation.

A spirit who grows restless at being contained, made safe from itself, kept in a box.

Wiki-the-Pedia says this about church:
Church, a building used for religious services, usually referring specifically to those for Christian worship.
Christian Church, the worldwide body of Christians.
Christian church, the body of people who share a faith or denomination within a community.
Religious denomination, an organization of churches sharing the same faith.

A spirit who grows weary of all the words written, disseminated, dissected and disrespected. All these words of the Sunday mentality. The Sunday schoolyard mentality. We call it church. A restless spirit calls it “baloney”

So I went back to The Source – The Word.

“In the NT a church is never a building or meeting place”

Incest always kills the gene pool. There is a science which explains it all much better than I can. Incest. Gene pools. Reproduction. Weird shit. Extinction.

Because when all you see are the same faces in the same pews …. when you fraternise and reproduce spiritually with those same faces in the same pews … when you socialise and networkise with those same faces in the same pews … an ever weaker and weaker strain is the result.

The mentality of Sunday schoolyard kills. And all the way to extinction we smile … nod politely … sit in the same pew … tap out another few thousand words about the schoolyard of Sundays.

A restless spirit is afoot.

The Word says your church needs you.

To get out – and stay out.

To find new genes, to explore new gene pools, to boldly go where no genie has ever gone before!

The Word says your church is out there – not in here.

Is those over there – not just those in the next pew.

Are those who smell, smoke, drink, gamble, fornicate, swearicate, twitchicate, complain, bitch and curse.

Those who know Love when it high-fives them over a game of pool.

Those who Love a trier.

Those who Love each other with a fierce honesty

Not usually found in your pew.

Those who say God Yes –

– Church No.

A restless spirit is afoot.

Your church needs you.

Your minister/pastor/cleric NEEDS YOU …

To get out – and stay out!

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“In the NT a church is never a building or meeting place”

14 thoughts on “Incest always kills the gene pool

  1. Man, you’re riled up, and rightly so. I loved it Paul. But I must say we do need Christian fellowship. Although not essential for salvation, we are told to identify with Christ through baptism, and we are to observe the Lords supper. All of the other stuff may be ****.
    My post tomorrow is along this line but more gentle. Lol. I didn’t think I could be more gentle than you Brother Love. 😀


    • Levi, yes and yes to your words.

      Tonight something snapped and pinged: church is JFJ, is this blog church, is so many things and for so many. The building church/Sunday church is just one spoke in a wheel. The hub connects it and us to “church out there.” But I keep reading (and have written) almost exclusively about the schoolyard of Sunday mentality. I keep reading about damage and imperfect pastors. And yes, there are. So how about we – the imperfect fellowship – get to church “out there” with cold coffee, or a clapped out bus, or a bunch of lovely people who sometimes dream about God but never “church”. The ones who might swear a bit, drink a bit, laugh a bit, are real a lot, and who love with sincerity and honesty.

      Is that fear of “their church” and/or them? And can any one pastor/minister really do it all on their own? And if they think they can – how about we tell them it is our kingdom work as well – not to be greedy – it’s a team game – and we are all the team. Otherwise that one spoke of “building church” will never be a healthy gene pool. And unhealthy gene pools …

      Normal “gentle” to be resumed. 🙂


      • Bravo. You told them, and I have from time to time. I’m so used to it that it doesn’t excite me as much as it once did; but I have not changed my stance, which appears to be like yours. When we stop grading sins and realize that we are ALL in the same boat without Jesus, maybe it will change. My wager is it won’t stop but may get worse. If fact, remember my Bucky in NYC who was the gang leader. I love those kind of people and Jesus loves them too. Calm down now, Mr. Gentle and get some Love. Lol. Btw, I love ya man!!!


  2. You got to love that post. It makes me want to get on my soap box. THE CHURCH IS ME AND YOU! I love roaming around amongst the unchurched . The building has no hold on this soul. Oh that post will definitely preach Paul.

    Much love my brother


    • Tom – “Roaming around” is a beautiful phrase. You know the thing I find? When I roam a little and listen … I hear love coming back at me every time. Real love. Honest love. Love that says share my meal, don’t give me bull, let me tell you how I see it, what’s in it for me? Relationship. No preaching required.

      I often wonder what would happen if we all left our stack of “membership forms and tick-boxes” behind … what might we hear then.


  3. I am remembering this “incest kills the gene pool” The church I work at was quick to let me know my suggestion of changing the quality of the toilet paper was way over stepping the line. “it not the way we have always done it.” “Tell them to take their business home if they want to use a quality toilet paper.”


    • Denine – a missionary of the highest order!

      “Tell them to take their business home …” and so often – not just the sit down kind of business either. Thank you for such a painful comment. Because that is the “real”.



      • LoL, in truth, I was standing up for a 91 old widower who had been a church member there for years. He had complained to me about how dissatisfied he was the with paper. Merlin’s was his name, I loved him. He passed away last year. But before he went, I had up graded the toilet paper offering to pay the difference myself. Merlin, thanked me. To which i replied, “its because I care about you, Merlin”


      • This little comment is just getting better and better! What a delightful thing to do. I wonder what these folk who were saving a few pennies choose to use at home? Go go go Denine!!


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