I will never forget the opening lines of D.A. Carson’s book, Basics for Believers, as he rebuked superficial thinking about the gospel.
I would like to buy about three dollars worth of gospel, please. Not too much—just enough to make me happy, but not so much that I get addicted. I don’t want so much gospel that I learn to really hate covetousness and lust. I certainly don’t want so much that I start to love my enemies, cherish self-denial, and contemplate missionary service in some alien culture. I want ecstasy, not repentance; I want transcendence, not transformation. I would like to be cherished by some nice, forgiving, broad-minded people, but I myself don’t want to love those from different races—especially if they smell. I would like enough gospel to make my family secure and my children well behaved, but not so much that I find my ambitions redirected or my giving too greatly enlarged. I would like about three dollars worth of gospel, please.
Carson later wrote:
…we (have) unwittingly found ourselves formally espousing the gospel and formally confessing that biblical religion is of infinite worth, while in reality we are no longer possessed by it.
I pray the Lord keeps us from ever being seduced by an anemic false-gospel, but that we would be possessed by the robust biblical Gospel we proclaim.