Milk or Steak? A sermon illustration with Mike Lee

Here is a meat poem, not milk. It appears to be ribald, but not really. It is quite humorous, enough to break through, yes?
Say We Made Smoking-Hot, Passionate Love … (In That Day!)
By Robert Winkler Burke
Book #11 of In That Day Teachings
Copyright 6/25/14 www.inthatdayteachings.com

(“You are in danger of becoming a Man of La Mancha.” – Don Quixote/Miguel de Cervantes says to the Governor/Innkeeper in the 1972 Man of La Mancha movie.)

(In researching the 1927 book Elmer Gantry, author Upton Sinclair said he would go out to bars with pastors and get them drunk enough to tell him how they did shenanigans.)

Say we made passionate-hot love, the exotic Italian model suddenly said,
What would you tell me?
We’d be real then, sharing a cigarette, naked, in our warm wedding bed,
What would you tell me?

The rapture preacher, shocked,
Fresh out of rapture-soaked-senseless seminary,
Said, God is not mocked!
Be glad, honey, it was me! ME! You did marry!

Whether or not Jesus ever really comes,
My customers always, always will buy from you and me: FEAR!
Cold cash! It brings in sums and sums!
Rapture is a cash cow business! MOO-ONEY! Money’s here!

So, say we made passion-hot love, the exotic Italian model suddenly said,
What would you tell me?
We’d be real then, sharing a cigarette, naked, in our warm wedding bed,
What would you tell me?

The prosperity preacher, shocked,
Fresh out of prosperity-soaked-senseless seminary,
Said, God is not mocked!
Be glad, honey, it was me! ME! You did marry!

Whether or not parishioners ever, ever really… get rich,
Their ears, via prosperity’s mesmerizing Give-to-Get,
Never fails to tickle their ears’ end-up-deaf-dumb itch!
Honey, rubes will make us rich! All else… forget!

So, say we made passion-hot love, the exotic Italian model suddenly said,
What would you tell me?
We’d be real then, sharing a cigarette, naked, in our warm wedding bed,
What would you tell me?

The emergent preacher, shocked,
Fresh out of emergent-soaked-senseless seminary,
Said, God is not mocked!
Be glad, honey, it was me! ME! You did marry!

Whether or not pear-body, emergent pastors make any gobbledygook sense,
With Neuro-Linguistic-Programming thick as thick honey: dense,
We can have a life as big as a homer knocked beyond yesterday’s past tense!
Hypnotic power and money is our sword with which we’ll fence!

And so our stunningly soul-curious, questing-for-truth model,
Who looked a lot like a vivacious, young Sophia Loren!
Went to various preacher archetypes… boding her ill or well,
Until she was stopped… by a Man of La Mancha, thin…

So, say we made passion-hot love, the exotic Italian model suddenly said,
What would you tell me?
We’d be real then, sharing a cigarette, naked, in our warm wedding bed,
What would you tell me?

The In That Day Teachings preacher, shocked,
Fresh out of In That Day Teachings seminary,
Said, God is not mocked! No, never mocked!
Be glad, honey, it was me! ME! You did marry!

Whether or not Jesus comes quickly, behold, in me… or thee,
Will be the measure of our sacred-vow marriage contract,
High teachings’ faith assures our two-way radio: God contact!
But if I, or you, fall short… thru it love me…as I, ye!

She said, You sir,
Are in great danger of becoming God’s good, Christ-in-You man,
From this, I infer,
Our children might have wise parents. Do you like this plan?

My dear lady, exquisite beautiful,
Lincoln said, Help children be generally intelligent, moral and lovers of laws,
Sir, could I be your wife dutiful?
Tho I might throw a plate or two, could we marry to this most noble cause?

God only knows,
If there has ever been a provocative, disturbing conversation like that!
Wisdom grows,
But when it doesn’t, do not mothers’ and fathers’ days so oft fall flat?

My dearest lady, with spirit stunning,
What is it precisely about myself & In That Day Teachings that attracts you?
Sir, that you choose no God-conning,
And that our goal in life, as methinks it should be with all, is Christ-in-You.

From Book One of In That Day Teachings: "We Don’t Need Maturity vs. Be Ye Spiritually Mature, and Live

Current popular Church teaching discourages the very mandate God requires in this day, which is to die to self at ever increasing levels, manifest God at ever increasing levels and expand God’s kingdom at ever increasing levels. Why is this so? Because: Common Christian doctrines about the future, which typically includes the rapture, the imminent second coming as a spectacular singularity and eternal security, are delusional. Why die to self, if a “Beam-Me-Up-Scotty-God” is going to get us out of our life’s battle zones? But when a hard thing comes to the unprepared (and, by the way, unraptured) believer, that believer is unable to conquer the situation if he can’t hear and obey God’s rhema voice. Ditto for eternal security believers. Why try the rugged road of righteousness, when a simple sinner’s prayer and the belief that “Jesus did it all” is so much easier? But when a hard thing comes to the (supposed) eternal security believer who doesn’t know God’s voice, he is slaughtered by the enemy. Same goes for believers of the Imminent-Return-of-Mr.-Fix-It-All-Jesus. Why learn the disciplines to hear and obey Jesus’ rhema voice, when He “soon and very soon” will set foot on the Mount of Olives and make everything so blessedly perfect? So when most every opportunity to manifest Christ fails to happen in the unsanctified life of a baby-doctrine-taught Christian, the purposes of heaven are massively frustrated. And it is so sad. Because today’s Church clings tenaciously to its wrong doctrines, which result in multitudes dying in ignorance and failure because they learned little more from the Church than unrighteous love mush. When God’s small quiet voice prompts believers to leave off unjustness and filthiness, and acquire righteousness and holiness; likely as not that believer’s preacher on Sunday will repeat rapture, eternal security and imminent return teachings, which is today’s lazy, hazy, crazy, give-up-gospel message saying: Why try?" www.inthatdayteachings.com