I do not like Christian bookstores, and generally frown upon roughly 75% of the merchandise they're peddling. (aka "Jesus Junk," the dregs of which are found here.)
In my youth, before I grew older and became so "jaded and cynical," I used to wear Christian t-shirts.
I found their brazen copycat logos endearing, even witty and clever.
I am physically sickened by them.
Tonight, I found myself reluctantly accompanying my dad on a stroll into the local Christian bookstore, and here are a few gems I managed to capture with my phone's camera...
For those Facebook Fanatics:
For The Bass Player:
And finally, for those Twitter Addicts:
I understand their appeal.
I genuinely do.
I used to belong to their target demographic.
I also understand that my mockery of them may be conveyed as sheer snobbery.
My deep-seated objections to Christian merchandising are difficult to articulate.
What I can express is, I find it insulting to reduce the Sanctity of God, Jesus Christ, the Gospel, and Scripture, to an imitative silk-screened logo on a cotton t-shirt, or shiny symbols emblazoned on the wrappers of crystallized sugar.
No human brain is capable of comprehending the whole of Who and What God is.
But I do know this: He is not a product.