My friend just sent me this blog posting on Sufjan Stevens. I’m reposting the exerpt that Mr. Overstreet posted from a Sufjan interview/article (?).  I found Sufjan’s words particularly insightful and beautiful. I especially liked his refreshingly non-standard explanation of the Gospel–that we as Christians are "yielding ourselves to the birth canal." Nice imagery:

Sufjan: "If someone asked, I would say that I was born again. I would look you right in the eye and say it.

I don’t know anything about CCM. I’m not an evangelist. I’m a songwriter and a storyteller. If that story happens to be about Christ, then perhaps, in some odd semantic way, the song could be termed ‘evangelical’. I gladly accept that. I also sing about divorce. And murder. And adultery. I sing about chickens and war and bathrooms. In my mind, the gospel is not something to pander and pawn off like a diet soda drink. There is no product. There is no selling point.

This is what it means to be born again: to fully and completely disengage with the preconceptions and preoccupations of the adult world and its religions, to dismantle all laws – of physics and society – and yield yourself to the birth canal, and what comes after, in which everything begins to shake and tremble with all senses fully turned to the centre of the universe, the creator, God the Father, in whose cultivation we begin to know and understand our true selves, our real selves, as a reflection of God’s image, his creation, like newborn babies, full, fresh, suckling, elated and laughing at everything. But honestly, I have no idea how this relates to my music. I hate talking about this stuff.

I’d like to spend less time talking about God and more time being in God’s presence. I think that would put an end to this conversation, once and for all."