One day I was driving to work listening to news radio. They were talking about the Japanese puffer fish called, Fugu. This particular fish puffs up when threatened and exposes spines that have a neurotoxin that is 1000 times more potent than cyanide. Here’s the kicker. People will still eat this poisonous fish.
Restaurants must have a certificate from the government to be able to serve Fugu. In San Fransisco there is only one restaurant that is certified. A trained Fugu chef must handle the fish. He must prepare the fish very carefully, if he makes even one tiny mistake, customers can die.
The way it works is, when you eat fugu, you get a certificate that says you survived. The joke is, either way you get a certificate. Whether you eat and survive, or eat and don”t survive
They interviewed a customer. “Why do you eat Fugu?” They said, ” It gives you a rush.” The commentator said, “IN truth the only rush is the thought of eating something dangerous.”
Why eat poisonous fish? Something in us craves danger.
Why do we see so many extreme activities in our world? We hunger for adventure.
We live in this sanitized society where the only thing anybody wants to fight for anymore is money. That leaves people feeling empty and flat. Money never satisfies what God put in your heart. At the core of it is the desire to know him and then to live the adventure he puts before you.
So we live this nice safe life longing for danger.
The Roller Coaster craze is a safe way to feel dangerous. So is skydiving, and cliff climbing and base jumping. Its in us all.
And that’s what’s wrong with church. Church can be boring! Why is that? Its so safe. Boring faith won’t sustain anybody. You were made for adventure. So that means a group like you, that grows up in good families and attends a nice school where you are safe and go to safe churches, are doomed to boring lives.
Unless you make a change.
Church might be boring, but Christianity isn’t. When you read the bible you read about adventurers. The paintings you see of Jesus, and Peter and Paul are always peaceful, serene and reflective. Paul in Athens, calmly teaching. Jesus, quietly sitting. Truth is, drag Paul to Mars Hill to debate the eggheads of that day. He’s in an intellectual showdown. Or in Lystra where he made them so mad they stoned him. Go with him on a sinking ship in the Mediterranean. Follow him in to a Roman dungeon. Paul’s life was anything but safe. And it was anything but boring.
Let me read you his resume! 2 Corinthians 11:25-27
25 Three times I was beaten with rods, once I was pelted with stones, three times I was shipwrecked, I spent a night and a day in the open sea, 26 I have been constantly on the move. I have been in danger from rivers, in danger from bandits, in danger from my fellow Jews, in danger from Gentiles; in danger in the city, in danger in the country, in danger at sea; and in danger from false believers. 27 I have labored and toiled and have often gone without sleep; I have known hunger and thirst and have often gone without food; I have been cold and naked.
That’s a man who knew adventure. Jesus was no different.. He lived the adventure. He was no wimp.
Look how they died: Jesus was crucified. Peter was crucified upside down. Timothy was beaten to death by an angry mob on the streets of Ephesus because he confronted them about idolatry. Paul was beheaded. James was stoned. John was the only one to die a natural death. Only after being boiled in hot water and then exiled on Patmos.
But look what they did! Ephesus. One of the seven wonders of the world. Within 200 years it lay in ruins.
They changed the world! That’s what Christianity is. It isn’t about being nice and safe. It’s about knowing Christ and living the adventure he called you to live. Don’t miss it.