Mamby-Pamby Effeminate Christianity

"Now I want you to get this: there is a mamby-pamby effeminate kind of christianity nowadays that's telling the sinning world that they are not to be blamed, that it is a disease."

"...See, we don't know how bad sin is these days. The modern gospel doesn't say too much about sin. It makes an awful lot about a whimpering saviour who whimpers over people, and pawls over them, and excuses them and tells them, 'not to mine, hush hush, don't mention your sin, I died for you upon the tree, I died for you upon the tree'. And, this is not the religion of the New Testament, it's not the religion of the prophets, it's not the religion of the reformers, it's not the religion of the great missionaries, it's not the religion of the great evangelists. It is an effeminate, watered down, perfumed kind of christianity, that parades a pathetic, bent over de-whiskered kind of christ up and down in front of people who scorn him. One man said in my hearing that we're busy all the time trying to make people eat food they don't want. We would tell the people as we ought to tell the people as you ought to know tonight, sin is your own fault."

--A.W. Tozer, "The Four Seasons of Life"