orgive me, MySpace. I need to come clean. I have committed slander against you and all that embrace you as home. At times I’ve been condescending, if not downright judgmental. It’s not that I have anything against sexy
women or stupid men tricks, but it just felt better for me to declare I am somehow above the likes of those who gather here and call friends “friends.”
It’s here that millions come, baggage, bravado and all, and yet find belonging. Baring all, at times literally, many find solace with kindred spirits. As strange as it is to hear my fingers utter this, there is community being built here, probably much like what happened when a first-century carpenter showed up at a party on the wrong side of the Temple.
It occurred to me that my Hero would be found here in MySpace. He would be saving the world, including cheerleaders, YouTubers, and bloggers; baring His soul with a recklessness that you would understand. His comments would likely sound like random sound bites from indie short films, but I suspect I would find many of you calling Him Friend, maybe even listing Him in your “top 8.”
I wonder where I would list Him. So please accept my apology. I am truly sorry. If only my church could be more like MySpace . . . but that is another blog. Thanks for hearing me out, and for your gracious consideration.
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A. Allan Martin, Ph.D, CFLE, is Associate Professor of Discipleship and Family Ministry at the Seventh-day Adventist Theological Seminary in Berrien Springs, Michigan. Martin wrote this as a blog on his MySpace page.