Blasphemy: (n) the offense of speaking sacrilegiously about God or sacred things
Sometimes I allow my idealism to take over the steering wheel and drive me to places of hope.
Generally speaking, there is a car crash along the way.
It’s called “human behavior,” or perhaps, human opinion.
Many years ago I wrote a rock musical called Mountain, which was the Sermon on the Mount set to music. I put together a cast and a twenty-five-city tour.
I was so excited.
The musical had what I considered to be good tunes, choreography, humor and heart.
But my balloon quickly sprang a leak and my dreams began to descend to the Earth.
For you see, some of those who attended objected to the fact that dance was included, since surely Jehovah God only marches and never does the fox trot.
But the most comical attack came from an individual who insisted I had committed blasphemy because in one of the scenes, when Jesus was preparing to share his message, he pauses, miming brushing his teeth.
We thought it was cute. Matter of fact, one of the cast members said “adorable.”
But apparently, to this lady in the audience, it showed great disrespect to connote that the Savior might have experienced halitosis.
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