Stale message or...Breakfast?

Recently, a pastor friend has be looking for new and unique ways to reach people with what he called “the stale message of the Gospel”. As I was pondering his thought, I ran across this song from a band I fell in love with when my daughter was young and just discovering Christian music to affirm her faith. It is just about as unique a way to share the Gospel as I can imagine. I thought you might enjoy it and it might spark some unique ideas in how you might share your faith this week.

Breakfast

Newsboys (lyrics by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor)

Hold the milk, put back the sugar They are powerless to console We're gathered here to sprinkle ashes From our late friend's cereal bowl

Breakfast clubbers, say the motto That he taught us to repeat "You will lose it in your gym class If you wait till noon to eat"

Back when the chess club said our eggs were soft Every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft Oh, none of us knew his check-out time would come so soon But before his brain stopped waving, he composed this tune

When the toast has burned And all the milk has turned And Captain Crunch is waving farewell When the Big One finds you May this song remind you That they don't serve breakfast in hell

Breakfast clubbers dropped the hankies Though to some our friend was odd That day he bought those pine pajamas His check was good with God

Those here without the Lord, how do you cope? For this morning we don't mourn like those who have no hope Oh, rise up Fruit Loop lovers, sing out Sweet and Low With spoons held high, we bid our brother Cheerio

When the toast has burned And all the milk has turned And Captain Crunch is waving farewell When the Big One finds you May this song remind you That they don't serve breakfast in hell