I’ve had many complaints about my clean mouth lately. Apparently, people like the potty talk. Readers are actually demanding I bring it back.
Just so you knowâ€”you asked for this:
Today, I walked upstairs, innocently (and quite Martha Stewartly, really) to put laundry away. I was folding freshly laundered Ninjago t-shirts and placing them in drawers, when I noticed a piece of granola bar on the floorâ€¦soggy granola bar.
(Okay, even I know that description is going a bit too far, but againâ€”you asked for it.)
In case you haven’t guessed, it wasnâ€™t a granola bar.
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I thought Iâ€™d let you know that we (me, and those of you who have demanded more poop stories) are in good company.
Whether or not you agree with their ideas, the Reformers (like John Calvin and Martin Luther) command respect for their longstanding impact on our current church thought, understanding of the canon, and christian theology.
What you may not know is that these respectable and upright heroes of the church loved the poop-talk, baby.
Without further ado, here’s some potty-talk courtesy of the reformers:
- From the English Translation of The Bondage and Liberation of the Will…John Calvin wrote this about the Catholic bishop Pighius :
“For in addition to having an innate fluency of speech, he also constantly puts in a great deal of effort and study, so as both to conceal the matter in hand by his pompous speaking and to overwhelm his opponent by a long and dashing brandishing of words. Perhaps he even covets praise for this, since the best way to make an impression on the ignorant is to run wild with loud cries and a long accumulation of words. For myself I would happily yield the prize to him in this matter, even without a struggle, since I consider looseness with words no less of a defect than looseness of the bowels.”
- From the English Translation of Luther’s Works vol 54…Shortly before his death Luther told his wife, Katie:
“I am like a ripe stool, and the world is like a gigantic anus,
and we are about to let go of each other.”
I mean, come on.
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