(David with thanks to Matthew M. and Michael F.) For over half-a-decade travelers on I-75 between Cincinnati and Dayton have been subjected to a mountainous foam Jesus rising out of a man-made pond in the yard of a church on the east side of the interstate.
Today, by a bolt of lightning from the hand of God, that mountain of kitsch is gone. Or was it merely an idol? Within the visual arts-infatuated PCA of today I'm not certain what the answer would be if we were to ask why God sent the lightning: wrath at bad art, wrath at an idol? Or perhaps, like the Tower of Siloam, lightning falls on the just and the unjust alike.
