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Dirty God: Jesus in the Trenchesby Johnnie Moore
In Dirty God: Jesus in the Trenches, Johnnie Moore draws on both Scripture and his extensive experience with other cultures and religions to show how the God of the Bible is unique in his willingness to be near us in all of our messiness. Moore outlines the central importance of the doctrine of grace while introducing readers to a humble and human/em>… See more details below
In Dirty God: Jesus in the Trenches, Johnnie Moore draws on both Scripture and his extensive experience with other cultures and religions to show how the God of the Bible is unique in his willingness to be near us in all of our messiness. Moore outlines the central importance of the doctrine of grace while introducing readers to a humble and human Jesus who reaches out to us at our worst and pulls us up to our best.
Grace, Moore argues, is something that is both gotten and given, and the two-part structure of the book allows readers to explore both of these dynamics. By offering hope rather than condemnation and showing the practical applications of grace in today’s world, Dirty God will appeal to both the committed Christian and the spiritual seeker looking for a more authentic faith. Challenging and engaging, Dirty God is sure to establish Johnnie Moore as an emerging voice for Millennial and Gen-X evangelicals for years to come.
“Moore’s words strip away dusty, stale preconceptions and introduce us to a very real Savior who pursues us through the grit and grime of life and who would do anything to let you know how much He loves you.”
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Chapter OneCHISHTI'S ROSES
Ajmer isn't a place of great significance to most people. It's an almost invisible town—a small outpost of life crunched into the lifeless deserts of western India along the Pakistan border. Ajmer is a place where a gaggle of everyday Indians live their common lives unnoticed by the greater world. They drink their chai, raise their families, work hard, and then die. The pages of history flip with nary an incident in Ajmer, where people:
Wake up ...
That's Ajmer—a sleepy little Indian village.
Unless you're a devotee of the major mystical sect of Islam in India, Sufism, then insignificant Ajmer is to you the most important place on planet Earth. It is your particular Mecca, and you live and will die revering it. On all the planet, there isn't a place for which your faith has more affection.
This is what brought me to Ajmer.
A JOURNEY TO BELIEVE
I arrived in Ajmer in the middle of my own personal pilgrimage of India's major religions. I was "kicking their tires" to see what might seem legitimate, and I was trying desperately to understand why their devotees believed what they believed about Hinduism, Buddhism, Jainism, Islam, and Sikhism.
Ajmer was the next stop on a journey that had already taken me to other obscure places, such as Pushkar, one of the oldest cities in India, which hugs a tiny pond in which adherents ceremonially bathe each morning. Pushkar is most famous for its annual camel caravan and, most important, for one of India's only temples to the Hindu creator, Brahma. Before Pushkar, I had visited the important Islamic cities of Jaipur and Agra; the holiest Hindu city, Varanasi; the city of the Sikhs, Amritsar; and the mountaintop village of the Dalai Lama, McLeod Ganj.
I must have smelled of the divine by the time my train arrived in the city of the Sufis. I also smelled of some other, less appetizing flavors of travel.
The potent religious significance of Ajmer resides in a single shrine that draws millions of devotees from around the world. It sits unobtrusively at the foot of the Taragarh hill, surrounded by a group of ramshackle marble buildings. Only in India do the terms ramshackle and marble work in the same sentence. And only in India would such an important place be crammed into a corner at the foot of a hill. India is, above all, dripping in the sacred.
Each building in the complex was donated by one of India's great Muslim emperors, over hundreds of years of veneration.
You arrive through a massive and ornate gate given by a maharaja from southern India. There is also a mosque named after the Muslim Mughal emperor Akbar the Great, donated by his grandson Shah Jahan (who also constructed the Taj Mahal).
And then there's the shrine where the entombed body of Moinuddin Chishti has lain since the early thirteenth century. This shrine gleams in the harsh Indian sun. Its magnetism has attracted myriad worshippers from every stratum of society, from nations around the world, for hundreds of years.
Akbar the Great, who had anything he wanted in the entire world at his beck and call, would nevertheless embark each year on a four-hundred-kilometer journey by foot to visit the shrine, erecting large pillars memorializing his journey every few kilometers along the way.
Chishti's shrine was hypnotizing to the powerful Akbar, and its enchantment seemed just as palpable on the day of my own journey there, as I watched thousands of people come to pay homage.
The circular shrine isn't very large. Devotees slip through a tiny entrance and worship by circling clockwise around the gold-plated casket of Chishti. Hours of travel, thousands of dollars, and tons of frustration culminate in a passing glance at the casket of a centuries-gone Sufi saint.
Actually, it's a little more like pushing than walking. The circle could comfortably hold a couple of dozen people, but typically hundreds cram into the shrine, all elbowing each other and complaining as they move at a snail's pace around the casket, creeping centimeter by centimeter.
What I most remember about the inside of the shrine was the nearly intoxicating smell.
Devotees of Chishti customarily bring with them red rose petals as an offering to the entombed saint. They carry the large baskets over their heads as they navigate around the coffin, say a brief prayer, and then dump the rose petals over the shrine. The lack of ventilation causes the smell of the roses to hover like trapped smoke in the tiny room. It's inebriating.
By the time I made it out the sliver of a door, I was already light-headed. The mystical aroma of Chishti's roses clung to my clothing, leaving its sweet smell lingering in my wake for hours.
People must have been able to tell I had visited Chishti's tomb. I was one of thousands walking through dusty alleyways accompanied by the curious scent of a rose.
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Then there were the "demon-possessed" man and the elderly lady worshipping frantically outside the shrine.
The man was lying on the marble floor, shaking violently and foaming at the mouth. The young Sufi leader showing us around told me that he was "possessed by spirits" and that his family had traveled a long way to lay him outside of the shrine in the hope that Chishti would be gracious enough to cleanse him of the evil that was controlling him. The saint was their last-ditch effort to free their loved one of the terror plaguing him.
They had traveled for days, desperate for help. They had thrown hundreds of rose petals on his casket and sat outside his shrine for hours, begging and pleading.
They had probably participated in the common practice of tying strings to the gate that clung to the external wall of the shrine. Each string represented a particular prayer request, and it would remain there until Chishti answered their request. Then they would remove the string from the saint's divine to-do list.
There were hundreds, maybe thousands, of strings tied to the gate. Some had been there so long that the elements had rotted them.
Chishti must have been preoccupied.
In the shadow of the string gate lay the elderly woman whose face remains branded onto my own story. Her wrinkles testified to a long and difficult life, and this day was clearly one of her most difficult.
She lay on her side, her aged fingers clinging to the gate where the strings were tied. In fact, she seemed to be holding on to a string I assumed was her own, her knuckles white with desperation as she prayed intensely for the saint's attention.
Her words were thumping like hammers on the exterior of Chishti's shrine. She was pleading her case.
I wish I knew exactly what she was praying for. Maybe a grandchild or a friend was sick, or maybe a loved one was enduring some impossible financial situation. Maybe she was asking God for the strength to live on after the death of her husband, or maybe the desert sun had lapped up the rain on her family farm and drought was draining them of food and a future.
I have no idea what was consuming that dear woman's heart that day, but one thing was blatantly clear—she was desperate.
She wasn't praying one of those halfhearted, before-you-gobble-down-a-Thanksgiving-turkey types of prayers. She was praying the kind of prayer someone prays when it's a matter of life or death, when things look hopeless—when a miracle seems to be the only possible solution. The kind you pray when you feel as if you're in a tomb yourself, hopelessly crushed by life's troubles, and the only solution is a resurrection. Resurrections are miracles, and miracles seem sadly hard to come by when you need them the most.
She was begging Chishti for a dose of grace.
Meanwhile, Chishti lay there in his own tomb, surrounded by the incandescent scent of roses. Dead.
Maybe, by now, her string has rotted off that gate.
DESPERATE FOR GOD
This desperation to get to God gnaws at us, doesn't it? It's like a hunger pang that quietly signals to us that we need some nutrients.
This hunger has fueled man's ancient pursuit of God in its great variety of incarnations around the world, through all the world's religious systems. For sure, it was this hunger that pushed me to India, and this hunger that is causing me to type these words, and it's probably this hunger that causes you to read them too.
We are more than curious about God. We are compelled to find out what kind of God he is, and whether he cares at all about us. And even when we're most tempted to run away from him, we always find that, like Jonah, we fail to do so.
I've spent much of my young life wandering around the world trying to satiate this hunger myself, and the more I try to feed it, or to run away from it, somehow it's still there. It knocks on my heart. God seems so elusive—and yet he's somehow always there.
All the religions of the world are after God's attention. They throw their roses, tie their strings, and plead for their deity to give them—at least—a passing glance.
Muslims have their "Five Pillars." Sikhs have their "Five K's." Hindus ring bells when they enter their temples to awaken their gods to their presence. Muslims pray fives times a day and steady their lives on the Koran, and every day Hindu priests on the banks of the Ganges River scream, plead, bang metal, twirl fire, and ring bells to try to attract the attention of any one of their many gods.
All of that racket and ruckus, all of that noise and devotion, is informed by one simple belief: men and women believe they have to work very hard to get their gods to turn their faces toward them.
It's the same all through history: man begging his God for grace, and doing everything he can to earn it.
A cacophony of worship has risen wildly into the sky for centuries as people grasp frantically for the attention of a god. Some god. Their god.
But Jesus changed things. He told a different story. He taught, and millions of Christians through the ages have discovered, a different kind of God. Jesus' teaching gave birth to the only religious system in the world that breaks through the racket of worship with a simple message: the real God is a God who delights in giving grace.
We can stop trying so hard to get his attention.
We already have it.
Chapter TwoTALKING SMACK TO FAKE GODS
Grace accepts us as we are.
Because of this, God's story, through history, is filled with people whom we would probably have passed over.
Take Elijah, for instance. He was one of God's prophets in the Old Testament. God chose him to speak on his behalf to his people at a particularly unflattering moment of their own story. They had become fascinated with a kind of pagan worship that involved unimaginable rituals. They had long forgotten the God who had freed them from Egyptian bondage.
At that unpleasant time, God sent Elijah as his spokesperson to his wandering people.
You would expect Elijah to have it all together—to be the kind of guy who had never had a bad day, who had never yelled at his mom. To be the goody-two-shoes type who never smoked a cigarette or said a bad word. To be the type of person who doesn't lose his temper and has never considered suicide.
In short, you would expect him to be prime prophet material, right?
When you actually read the story of Elijah, you find a story that's altogether different. Elijah was a basket case! His emotions were up one minute, down the next, and his greatest achievement was followed by a colossal failure. He was sometimes doubtful and even angry with God.
Not to mention, Elijah became so depressed at one point that he nearly killed himself! His relationship with God "depended on the day."
And you know what?
Elijah wasn't the exception.
God's Old Testament prophets had their fair share of drama. Jonah was swallowed by a fish because of blatant disobedience, David had an affair, Jeremiah was a crybaby, Isaiah once walked naked and barefoot for three years to make a point, Ezekiel lay on his side for over a year as an illustration of God's relationship with his people, and Hosea married a prostitute.
And don't forget our buddy Elisha's crowning moment: "As he was walking along the road, some boys came out of the town and jeered at him. 'Get out of here, baldy!' they said. 'Get out of here, baldy!'" (2 Kings 2:23).
How did Elisha respond?
He didn't exactly turn the other cheek. Instead: "He turned around, looked at them, and called down a curse on them in the name of the Lord" (v. 24).
One thing is sure: the great heroes of biblical history had plenty of issues. If they were living today, they would headline tabloids and star in reality shows.
God has a track record of giving grace to rookie leaders—an approach that seems absurd when you consider that most of the great figures I've encountered in the other religions of the world have become famous by their perfection. The very reason that they are priests or prophets, saints or monks, is because they lived nearly flawless lives of pure devotion.
Yet Jesus taught us that his Father was the kind of God who picked regular people and then used them in powerful ways despite their imperfections.
In fact, nearly all of the great stories of the Bible are stories of God using an imperfect person. In the end, it is God who is the star of the show—and Elijah's most famous triumph was no exception.
Actually, the whole thing was worth watching on pay-per-view.
WHEN GOD SHOWED UP
As a child, I had an unfortunate obsession with professional wrestling. My dad and I watched each week as grown men, in carefully choreographed routines, pummeled each other to death. They created and fueled rivalries, jumped off poles, punched and kicked, twisted and tortured, and eventually pinned their opponents. Even more unfortunately, all of this was done by men wearing what was basically a Speedo!
Eventually these rivalries became so intense that there had to be one final, conclusive contest. For weeks ahead of time, the promoters would air commercials and put up posters and billboards, and fans would shell out millions on pay-per-view television to see the final showdown between archenemies in a deadly "cage match."
This would be the decisive battle; the winner would be declared champion.
The combatants would be locked into an arena, and the door chained shut! The audience would watch in fevered anticipation, and one thing was guaranteed—there would be a winner and a loser. One guy would come out bloodied but victorious, and the other would be incapacitated, lying there in shame and defeat. The cage match would spell the end of the rivalry.
Elijah's ancient showdown with the prophets of Baal was a cage match.
There would be no ambiguity. They would fight until the end. Except that in Elijah's case, there was no choreography, the stakes were higher, and this moment would be the moment when the ancient war between the pagan god Baal and Jehovah would be settled once and for all.
In 1 Kings, we learn that it was the confident Elijah who challenged the prophets of Baal to this showdown. The rules were simple: whichever God sent fire from heaven to consume a readied sacrifice would be declared the one true God.
The prophets of Baal were the first to try. They spent all day yelling their mantras to Baal. They even started cutting themselves to demonstrate to their god how serious they were about all of this. They danced and pleaded and bled—from morning till evening.
Remember—Elijah was a bit rough around the edges. There's a sarcastic edge to him in the biblical account. As the prophets of Baal became louder and louder, and as their praying went longer and longer, Elijah began to taunt them.
In 1 Kings 18:27, he barked at them, "Shout louder! ... Surely he is a god! Perhaps he is deep in thought, or busy, or traveling. Maybe he is sleeping and must be awakened." Elijah's Hebrew word for busy is sometimes translated to imply that Baal might be indisposed. (For the less sophisticated among us, indisposed is a word that polite people use to refer to someone who is sitting on the toilet.)
I like Elijah.
I think God liked him too.
Elijah wasn't just going to sit on the sidelines, watching these pagan priests fail at jarring their god from his lethargy. Elijah threw insults at them. He was like a football player from Georgia or Texas. He wasn't content just to know that he was going to win, and that his team was the strongest, fastest, and best. No, he wanted glory in his victory. He wanted to make sure the other team knew that they were weaker, slower, second-rate. Elijah was the kind of guy who puffed out his chest, chewed a little tobacco sometimes, and rubbed in a victory.
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Meet the Author
Johnnie Moore is an author, pastor, advisor, professor of religion, and a vice president of Liberty University, the world's largest Christian university. He serves on the board of World Help, leads North America's largest weekly gathering of Christian young people, and has worked in more than two dozen nations, effecting change in some of the world's most desperate places. He and his wife, Andrea, reside in Virginia.
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In "Dirty God" Johnnie Moore brings to life the idea that Jesus didn't sit high on a throne away from those He loves but that He came down to earth to get dirty. It's a great book to remind Christians the grace and love that has been shown to us which we ought to share to others as well. To those who don't call themselves Christians it is a wonderful evaluation of what Christ is all about and who He is. Johnnie lays out with an easy to read yet incredibly impactful book and I can't wait for more from him.
When I first started to read this book, I was sceptical of another ‘cheap grace’ kind of author expounding overarching encompassing grace of God to envelop humanity. Everyone would have a sweet aroma of life on earth and “and they will live happily ever after” stuff at the end of the book. But I was wrong. The author knew his stuff as a well-traveled man who has seen, read and experienced what was truly grace. I was particularly excited when he mentioned the grace that Dietrich Bonhoeffer’s in his book, The Cost of Discipleship, wrote about. Grace is not cheap! Moore’s comprehensive and thorough takes on the grace of God thrilled and inspired me. It made God to be more wonderful that I ever thought before. It also made me to be much smaller, more stinkier that I ever thought before. I was not worth the effort Jesus put in for me, yet He did it anyway. All in all, it was a very well-written, a book that will perhaps transform perception of many readers of the Saviour, Jesus Christ, the Grace personified! And I love the catchy title too.
In this call to action, Moore focuses on the idea of Grace. Grace that is overwhelming, grace that goes above and beyond our humanness, grace that is modeled on the grace that Christ showed to us. There is so much hurt in this world. So much disease. So much injustice. Are we adding to it or helping to take it away? I think that Moore has some really timely reminders about what our lives as Christians are supposed to look like. While it is easy to look at someone's life and pick apart what they are doing wrong, there is something about a log and a speck that comes to mind. Is our job to be God's rule enforcers, or is our job to be God's hands and feet to bring His love to our broken world? While that's a hard idea for my little rule-loving soul to take in fully, I want to err on the side of love. To the least of these is what we do to Christ. Since I myself am a least, I will try to be love incarnate to those I encounter. Moore has some pet projects that he mentions in the book, and that is great. Instead of just giving a vague prescriptive, he gets down and dirty and tells us 'look, this is something you can actually DO'. Maybe those things aren't your thing. Cool. Go do that thing that is your thing. Just go. Do. Be His Hands and Feet, because that is ultimately what He wants from us. Grace. Mercy. Love. Mighty mighty love. And grace in the dirty parts of life.
How do you interpret grace? What does it mean to you? How does it effect you? In this book, Mr. Moore takes us through his thoughts on grace and how God means for us to use it to make the world a better place. Mr. Moore breaks the book into two sections. One: getting grace and Two: giving grace. In each section there is plenty of ideas to think about. This book was enjoyable for me to read. There were things that I have never stopped to think about but after Mr. Moore brought the subjects up, it really made me think about things. The grace that God has given us, is the grace he expects us to give to others. I found myself reading this book slower than normal and taking notes and time to ponder the ideas that were presented. If you are looking for a book that will help you study and think about God and grace, this is the book for you
In 1997, I read Phillip Yancey’s "What’s so Amazing About Grace?" and it changed the trajectory of my life. I have never looked at God the same. The truth and treasure that Yancey unfolded for his readers was a powerful pivot point, opening our souls and spirits to a deeper level of understanding, relating to, and experiencing God. "Dirty God" could have been a book like that for a new generation of the church. It is not. My hopes for this book were so high that I was planning on writing a companion article around grace on my blog and using the book as a spring board for a week’s worth of discussion. I wish that I could do that, but there is not enough in "Dirty God" to do so. The book is weak on a topic that deserves better than the run-of-the mill Christian publishing grind. Clearly, "Dirty God"’s author, Johnnie Moore is passionate about grace and he starts out strong, but he seems to be constrained by the structure of the book, its gimmicky title, and his decision to purposefully target millennials and somehow assume that communicating to this population requires a dumbing down his writing. Book Structure: Grace is a concept that needs to flow. It is not necessarily linear. It is not something one learns, rather it is something you experience, see, feel, know. It is like art in that way. The best way to reveal grace to readers is to let them experience it. You tell the stories, describe the wonder, be at peace with the mystery. You paint a picture and allow your readers to each experience the beauty and the art of grace in their own unique manner. They sit in front of your words speechless at God’s goodness, not knowing quite what they are experiencing but knowing it is monumental, and that they will never be the same. Moore, at first, seems to get this. However, again, it seems as if something is holding him back from diving head first. I found myself wondering repeatedly if an editor or the publisher were pushing him into the candy cutter mold of current Christian publishing. “Just fill in the boxes Johnnie and tell your readers what to do.” But grace does not fit a mold and by its sheer nature bucks against formula. Make no mistake, Moore understands, loves and does a decent job of laying out the doctrine and concept of grace. He does incorporate personal stories into the book as illustrations. However, I was left wondering at times if he knew the notes of grace’s music but was unable to hear the beauty of it when played; if he knew the steps but missed the dance. Also, the second half just lost me. Again, grace, when experienced, flows. It cannot be restrained. Therefore, you do not need to instruct people to move out and be grace givers, they simply will be. The spirit of God cannot be contained. The need to give a to do list, even under the guess of being “grace givers” seems to undermine the whole concept and leave one wondering if the author actually gets it. I think he does. It appears he forced himself into a structure that did not work with this subject matter. Gimmicky Title: The title, "Dirty God", just does not work here. Well, it half works. It works from the understanding that God got dirty here on earth in order that we might receive and experience the richness of His grace. However, it does not work in how it is applied to the second half of the book. There is the underlining insinuation, “God got dirty, now you need to do the same”. Do, work, go, act, perform, do, move. In a book supposedly about grace, this misses the mark. There is also the fact that the shock book title is becoming a trend in Christian publishing and it’s getting stale. Give me a book that's solid and good and it will sell itself, you don't need to manipulate your buyers into buying it. Again, I feel I am possibly speaking more to the publisher than Moore. Millennial Language: If you want your book to transcend time you choose to write in a manner that speaks across boundaries, generations, cultures. You write in a manner that is so powerful in its beauty and creativity that hearts and souls are drawn to its message rather than it simply appealing to a temporary niche group. Often the language in Dirty God reminded me of a middle aged guy showing up at a 20 something bar in skinny jeans. It just did not translate. It constrained rather than expanded the subject matter. It may sell well with a targeted niche subgroup; however, it will not be remembered 15 years later in a manner Yancey’s book on grace is. A missed opportunity. The wait continues. Until then if you want to experience and be transformed by grace you will need to get a copy of What’s So Amazing About Grace?
Hey yall. SO! It’s really late right now, but I JUST finished this AWESOME book from the lovely people over at Booksneeze. Before I get too far, I gotta tell you that I received this book for free from the Thomas Nelson Booksneeze blogger programme in exchange for an honest review. This review is 100% my own opinion and how I legitimately feel. Alright, now that that’s over, I gotta tell ya about this awesome book. It’s “Dirty God: Jesus In The Trenches” by Johnnie Moore. The main thing I loved about this was the accessible writing style. Mr. Moore didn’t use pretentious speech or over analyze things. He spoke plainly and with an awesome applicability. “Dirty God” is basically the unveiling of God’s love story. God loves us silly humans so much that He got down and dirty with us. Got to the nitty gritty. He refused to let us flounder about alone. He come down and showered us with grace and continues to do so today. That’s the essential summary of this book. So many parts of this book struck a nerve with me. It had me giggling one minute and then crying the next. It’s a rare book that can make me do that. Five out of five stars.
Dirty God by Johnnie Moore “Jesus’ love and Jesus’ grace are so great it’s scandalous—too much to bear, and too easy to get, and that’s why it’s always been so controversial.” Johnnie Moore’s book addresses a centuries’ old concept in a fresh and balanced approach. He says that grace is not freedom to live life the way we want. It is not cheap grace, but rather costly grace that persuades us to flesh out Jesus’ love to others. This book is well-written and thought -provoking. It changed the way I viewed my relationship to God. It caused me to savor the grace offered to me and to want to give it away to others. The author also deals with the abuse of grace, which he calls one of the most dangerous illnesses within the body of Christ today. This review is a poor reflection of the impact this book has. Read the book! I thank the publisher for the free copy that I received and this is my honest opinion.
After reading Dirty God, by Johnnie Moore I felt quite refreshed! Which at this point in my life has been a good thing. Following is a short blurb about the intention of this book: In Dirty God: Jesus in the Trenches, Johnnie Moore draws on both Scripture and his extensive experience with other cultures and religions to show how the God of the Bible is unique in his willingness to be near us in all of our messiness. Moore outlines the central importance of the doctrine of grace while introducing readers to a humble and human Jesus who reaches out to us at our worst and pulls us up to our best. Johnnie Moore focused on Grace, how it is given by God and therefore needs to be given by us. When a book focuses on Grace, I am more or less hooked, because I know that I, a sinner, am in need of great grace; not only from God but from those around me. It was difficult for me to get started with this book. The opening chapter did not do much to hook me in, however, after reading several more chapters I saw its’ significance. This book had many references to scripture and other authors. I have found in the last few months that this is critical for someone who is writing a book about God. I want to know where the facts are coming from; I want to know which credible authors they are quoting and so on. I found this to be very good in that respect. I liked the way Johnnie Moore wrote this book. Each chapter was broken into sections that flowed very well. It was also written in a way that you could understand and also think about what was being said. This was the first book I have read that was written by Johnnie Moore and I look forward to more. Thank you Booksneeze for the opportunity to review this book.
I read Johnnie Moore’s Dirty God in one sitting, which is incredible since I am in school, working part time, and juggling many responsibilities. While this book is packed with captivating stories, it stands out by clearly explaining one of the most often heard phrases in Christianity: grace. Johnnie is just the sort of guide to lead readers in the cause and need for grace by using humor, powerful writing, and experience. Profoundly important, Dirty God is perfect for the person who has forgotten, or never knew, the amplitude of grace.
This book was a great reminder of what the foundation of our faith is about. The inability to earn the favor of the God of the Bible is one of the most significant differences between Christianity and every other world religion. The ability to receive and give grace is a life-long journey that cannot be understated, and this book gives many historical, experiential/personal, and account from literature of grace and its tremendous importance in the daily life of a Christian.
If I could only have one book on my shelf, it would be “Dirty God.” Grasping God’s grace is the most important aspect to Christianity. It is the thing that separates us from all other religions, from having to live in guilt and shame, and from living a legalistic life. Grace produces freedom, joy, and delight! Johnnie Moore is an excellent writer with a unique perspective due to his many travels around the world. His stories draw you in, and the truth of God’s word permeates every page. I would highly recommend this book to everyone I know!
Dirty God by Johnnie Moore is absolutely amazing! I highly recommend it to anyone interested in understanding more about who Jesus is and what He means for us. Moore shows us how God wasn’t afraid to “get His hands ‘dirty’” as He came down to earth to be like us in Jesus. He gives such a beautiful description of God and the grace He displayed through Jesus in this book, and it is truly life changing. After reading this book, I will never look at Jesus, Who He is, and the sacrifice He made for us in the same way again. Moore really challenges our view of grace – what it means to first get it, and then to give it – and how this world is in desperate need of people who give grace like Jesus does.
In Dirty God: Jesus in the Trenches, Johnnie Moore beautifully reminds us that the Christ we trust and serve as King was not exempt from knowing, feeling, and experiencing the suffering of the human condition. While maintaining His perfect human existence on this earth, Jesus went where others were not willing to go; He touched the untouchable, reached the unreachable, and loved the unlovable. Jesus was willing to get His hands dirty, and by doing so, gave us the chance to be cleansed from the fatal condition we know as sin. Through Moore’s compelling compilation of personal stories and travel experiences, he points us back to the concept that characterizes Jesus’ entire being: that of grace. By grace Christ took on flesh, healed the broken, and ministered to the poor and weary. And by grace He allows us to know Him intimately, rejoice in His goodness, and continue the work that He began in the trenches.
The grace this book talks about is a grace that can only be described through the Gospel. Johnnie Moore describes how grace is both given and gotten. Grace has been given to all humans everywhere and this book shows how God has shown grace throughout the world by getting involved and showing His Sovereign Hand. Moore uses real situations, real people, and his own life experiences to show how he has seen the Lord's grace given to people all around the world. A book makes me think of grace in a real, tangible way as something that can be obtained by anyone willing to receive it.
I really enjoyed reading Johnnie Moore's book Dirty God. The title itself was captivating to me and wanted me to continue on to know what he meant by this title. I am a visual person and Johnnie really captured me in the stories of his own life experiences, making me feel I am there experiencing it too. It is a raw book and I just loved it. I would recommend it to anyone!
If you loved Johnnie Moore's first book, "Honestly", you will not be able to put "Dirty God" down. This book cuts to the deepest parts of your heart and challenges you to show the same kind of grace that Jesus showed. Moore clearly explains the radical acts of Jesus and relates them to his funny and intense life experiences. By reading this book, you will understand the amazing grace of God to the people on earth. My copy of "Dirty God" is completely covered in underlines, notes, and highlights because of its wise and deep words from Johnnie. I can honestly say that my life has been changed because of the meaning of grace that Johnnie defines in this book. If you have a heart for the broken, the poor, and the needy, or if you desire to have a greater compassion for them, "Dirty God" will not disappoint!!!
“Dirty God” was a book I actually enjoyed reading. I never had to re-read something because it did not make sense the first time. Johnnie Moore cut straight to the issue at hand, and made a relevant case about why Christ is different than all other gods in all of the many religions that are in the world. It was simple to read and the author provided real life illustrations as well as biblical insight to help support what he was writing.
Dirty God is a cry for this generation to understand and revel in God’s beautiful grace. Moore does not simply pull on Christians emotional heart strings, but calls for a rally around the gospel to proclaim the good news to the ends of the earth. This book will challenge those at any stage in their relationship with God to take a step closer into his mission. Christians will never view God’s radical grace through Christ the same again; causing the reader to jump into the trenches.