Sunday, December 9, 2012
In the Broadway show Book of Mormon, Elder Cunningham faces a problem. In an effort to gird his loins, he rocks out the hit “Man Up”:
Man up. He had to man up.
So he crawled up on that cross, and he stuck it out.
And he manned up. Christ, he manned up.
And taught us all what real manning up is about!
In a classic Broadway musical, this would’ve been prime time for a song like The Sound of Music’s “Climb Every Mountain.” “Man Up” sounds more like a commercial for Dodge trucks. I have laughed so hard at this song that my family is starting to wonder what’s wrong with me.
Here’s what’s wrong with me: apparently, deep in my soul, in the remote recesses of my idol collection, I’ve been harboring an image of Jesus Christ that looked less like the man from Galilee and more like Christopher Robin from the Hundred Acre Wood.
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