"If Jesus walked the earth today, he would be a rapper."--The Rt. Rev. Catherine Roskam.
Psalm 23 as adapted by Ryan Kearse
The Lord is all that, I need for nothing.
He allows me to chill.
He keeps me from being heated
and allows me to breathe easy.
He guides my life so that
I can represent and give
shouts out in his Name.
And even though I walk through
the Hood of death,
I don't back down
for you have my back.
The fact that you have me covered
allows me to chill.
He provides me with back-up
in front of my player-haters
and I know that I am a baller
and life will be phat.
I fall back in the Lord's crib
for the rest of my life.
Monday, February 4, 2008
When inculturation goes wrong
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Yo, homey, dat was fresh. Ain't no thang.
Oh, pardon me, I was speaking in tongues for a moment there. Can anyone out there interpret Jive?
"Oh, stewardess. I speak jive. I believe he said, 'Hello, friend, that was really neat. That is really true.'"
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