This is my last blogger post. We now have a blog up on our church website that links to Facebook - our reason for getting on blogger in the first place. Check us out at www.cottonwoodchurch.com, and/or link to the new blog here. Meanwhile, I’ve a pastoral pet peeve to write about.

Someone new comes to church and says, “Thank you so much for that sermon today pastor. You know where I use to attend, we just didn’t get any meat. We want to attend somewhere where we are being fed.” Or – they leave because, “We just aren’t getting fed here anymore.”

Right. So now you look spiritually deep and the church family you are leaving is spiritually shallow.

But put this spiritual talk into the physical world for a minute. There is a thirty-something-year-old guy out grilling T-bones. He pulls them off medium rare and asks his wife to come outside. Then he hops up into a high-chair, straps on a bib, and asks her to feed him. “Oh, honey, could you blend it first?” Really, who gets fed meat?

I’m not making excuses for church being shallow; I’m just saying we need to develop self-feeding followers of Christ. And, saying you aren’t being fed isn’t saying much for your maturity. By the time you are a meat-eater, you should be a self-feeder. New believers need milk. Mature believers need to reproduce and feed themselves with meat.