I'm sitting in the local Panera Bread writing this article, munching on a cookie, and sipping the dark roast. There is nothing unusual about my presence here. I'm just the guy sitting by the data port typing on a laptop. I could be doing anything – working on a school paper, writing a novel, checking the basketball scores, chatting with my brother…but that's not my purpose. I am, unbeknownst to these other happy people present, a subversive of the most dangerous kind. My interest, my purpose, is nothing less than a complete upheaval of the values that many of these people hold dear. I wish to see those values sabotaged by the wild and wonderful reign of Jesus Christ and to wake up the sleeping giant that is suburbia. <more>