revolutionary christianity

I have been thinking a lot lately about how revolutionary we tend to be as modern American Christians. It everywhere when we begin looking, but two things in particular have stuck out to me lately. The first is our general distain for imperfect authorities besides ourselves (which, in spite of our chest puffing, can hardly be called authorities). It is obvious in the church, "by choosing green rather than red for the sanctuary carpet you are deny in the gospel," but it comes out in every area in our lives. The move toward self inflicted medicine rather than trusting the medical authority (which is imperfect. yet still a real intellectual authority) is one example of the way we tend to refuse to live in the world God has given us. We are responsible to be alert patients, wise patients, understanding patients and helpful patients, and, I would argue, submissive patients. We haven't gone to medical school and a doctor making a mistake or a misdiagnosis does not make him not an authority, but we revolt and insist on taking to Google for our medicine. The second area that I noticed (ok, I'll admit it, in myself) was our (meaning, of course, my) view of sanctification. God has ordained that the preaching of the gospel, once a week, and the sacraments only once a week, be the means of kneading the dough to get the yeast spread through the whole loaf over the course of a life time. people get sanctified slowly. Yet we want a decisive moment of sudden clarity, because then the book will sell (perhaps that is a little cynical). Christianity is ordinary and boring and I am going to try and get that pounded into my skull (not revolutionarily downloaded like the matrix, but slowly rubbed in like a good pepper rub on a sirloin tip roast). There are my thoughts, and now that you have them you have no excuses.