What is Manday?
25 08 2008
Once, long ago, men knew how to be men. There were no "gender neutral" bathrooms, and there wasn’t a question of who went out and killed dinner with a spear. Things have changed. There are lots of single fathers who have to do take care of the kids, and there ARE gender neutral bathrooms, and most men haven’t ever killed any animal, unless you can count the cat that you accidentally hit with your Ford Taurus. And you can’t eat that (or your shouldn’t at least.)
Now, these things don’t necessarily define manhood, but they are a lot closer than TPS reports and cooking mac and cheese. Many men have lost their concept of manhood. During the time of college men set up who they are going to be for the rest of their lives, so this is the time that it’s important to lock in their concept of what it is to be a man.
At Manday, we look at the real Jesus as our example of who we want to be. Not the nice, boring Jesus that you see paintings of up on people mantle, but the dangerous, subversive, loving, protecting, strong Jesus that He really was. Niceness is killing men, binding them to do the easy thing all the time, to give up on ever being a leader and to shun responsibility, and denying them the greater reward that comes with hardship.
At Manday, we work to break these bonds and free men to be who God created them to be. We live by four principles; 1. Accept responsibilty, 2. Lead courageously, 3. Reject passivity, and 4. Seek the greater reward. We also laud the doing of anything cool – whether it be building a fire with sticks, throwing hatchets, knowing how to sharpen and use a broadsword, or watching too much Monday night football.
So men, harken unto the calling that God has given. Come, be a part of something bigger than yourself, learn how to fend off a zombie attack and share the wisdom of using the I formation! Manday calls. Clear your schedules. Do something you’ve never tried before. Live.
Good Blog. Most guys are such wusses nowadays; they don’t even know how to fend off a zombie attack. Lame.
Jake – have you ever killed a zombie? The book ways don’t work – bullets in the brain and sticks in the heart… The only way to really kill a zombie is to tickle them. I know this doesn’t sound manly, but it works. Try it. Beware, however, as takes up to an hour of tickle-time to do in a big zombie.
Have I ever killed a zombie? Sorry, I can’t disclose that part of my life to you. It might scare off people.
By the way, swords are much more efficient than guns (and sticks). Sever the spinal cord and you’ve got a dead zombie. Well, deader.
Personally, I’ve killed six zombies this week. I’m not in a secret-zombie society where we don’t talk about things. The last zombie I killed may have actually just been a really tired guy, but after I tickled him, he was dead. Of course, I tickled him with a sixteen-pound rock bar. Also, I’ve been listening to great sermons by McManus this week.
All right. Next time I take out a zombie I’ll take a picture of it and write a blog about it.
I’m currently reading through MacArthur’s novel Hard to Believe. The book sort of ties in with this blog. A lot of it focuses on how a lot of Christians focus a lot of their energy on making the gospel more pleasing to the general crowd rather than just delivering the message Christ gave us to declare to the world.
I’ve never killed a zombie, and I’ve never been to BOSTON IN THE FAAAAALL!!!!
My Zombie killing days are over now … sadly. Although I like to reminisce on those fine days when my eyes gazed upon the bodies of the many zombies that lay slain on that spectacular day in the year 789 AD.