The Gospel According to Tweety Bird

I am almost ready to delete my Facebook acct. And the reason is innocent enough. Or so it would seem. It's Tweety Bird. Not that there is anything wrong with Tweety. Really. I love Tweety. But every single day I get on Facebook, I start scrolling down through everybody's latest status. And there it is. That cute little picture of Tweety looking angry and "evicting" Satan from his house. Or maybe it's Felix the Cat, happy that he is a saved cat. If I've seen it once I've seen it a hundred times. And every single time I see it, I cringe. Or roll my eyes. Or both.
I ask you this.
Do you really think that Satan will leave you and your house alone because Tweety told him to?
Has anyone ever looked at Felix the Cat and said "Wow! Felix has it going on! I want some of THAT!"
Are we really fooled into thinking that because we post these silly things that we are "sharing" Jesus before men? (Don't even get me started about that Facebook chain letter...you know the one...If you deny before men I will deny you before the Father, so pass this post on to "share" Jesus...Give me a break! How many will stand before him with filthy lives and say But Jesus, I SHARED you with my Facebook friends...I didn't deny you...You aren't going to deny ME are you? And be totally oblivious to the fact that it's how we live that counts with the Father. Not in words but in actions. Yet we Christians are passing this lie on!) (But I digress. That's another post for another day.)
Have we really reduced Jesus to a cute cartoon animal?
We need to think about these things.
Why do we do this? Are we trying to make the gospel more palatable on some sub conscious level? Do we think that by making the gospel cute, that people will buy it? Do we think that Tweety quoting Bible verses will rope the masses in?
It's totally powerless. And annoying. No wonder people don't want the gospel! If that's how we are presenting it, we might as well forget it. Because it isn't the gospel! The gospel is Christ crucified.
 It was violent. Bloody. Grisly. Murder. He rose in awesome power. And that's what we need.
We need a powerful God, one powerful enough to conquer murder, death, and the grave, to shoulder our burden, to walk with us through our days on Earth.  Life is sweaty. Painful. Dirty. Not cute. Not pretty. It is the ugliness of a concentration camp, to a fifty year old woman (Corrie ten Boom)  who hid people from murdering Nazis. It isn't cute but it's beautiful. That the woman can be spared from death and spread the gospel all over the world as a result of her imprisonment. It wasn't and isn't cute to them. It is the power of God deep down in the nitty gritty of life helping them live out their days one at a time, It is God's helping hand in desperate times. His presence in the midst of the darkest hours of their lives. And ours. THAT is the gospel. THAT is what people need. THAT is what I need. And YOU need. The gospel according to all powerful Jesus. Not Loony Tunes.