I’m tired of religion – and to be entirely honest I know of nothing quite so boring as Christianity without Christ. Have you ever tried to start a car without fuel, and there wasn’t a spark left in the battery? Then you will know exactly what I mean, for there a few things more frustrating than the car that will not go. Everything is nicely greased and in its rightful place, and all the working parts move dutifully, but try as you may, there isn’t the suspicion of a kick, the tiniest evidence of life in the engine. You might just as well dump the thing, for the chance you have of getting it to move!
Countless people have stopped going to a place of worship simply because they are sick of going through the motions of a dead religion. They are tired of trying to start the car on an empty tank! What a pity that is that there are not a few more people around to tell them that Jesus Christ is alive. I spoke of nothing more boring than Christianity without Christ, but I know of nothing so utterly exciting as being a Christian – sharing the very life of Jesus Christ on earth right here and now, and been caught up with Him into the relentless, invincible purposes of an almighty God, and with all the limitless resources of deity available for the job.
If I Perish, I Perish, Torchbearer (1967/1993), 7-8.