Design and illustration of a tract (in the style of Jack T. Chick) illustrating a new parable by Peter Rollins (author of The Orthodox Heretic).
Pete Rollins "Rapture" tract in the style of Jack T. Chick DATE:
Aug 27, 2009
Peter Rollins had the brilliant idea to produce a Jack T. Chick-style tract from a new parable he wrote, which I illustrated and designed. It coincides with the recent release of his latest book (The Orthodox Heretic) which happens to be a collection of parables that he's written.
The project was a lot of fun to work on. It incorporates imagery that is strongly reminiscent of some classic Chick art, as well as original illustration and one panel that I owe in its entirety to Gustav Doré's linocut of Death on the Pale Horse.
Although I haven't seen a hard copy yet, apparently the first batch of tracts is printed and ready to be handed out on street corners and at Greenbelt. Peter is looking for evangelists.
He posted an early draft of the parable on his blog -- I'm pasting it below for context. You can keep up with Peter on his blog or follow him on Twitter.
by Peter Rollins
Just as it was written by those prophets of old, the last days of the Earth overflowed with suffering and pain. In those dark days a huge pale horse rode through the Earth with Death upon its back and Hell in its wake. During this great tribulation the Earth was scorched with the fires of war, rivers ran red with blood, the soil withheld its fruit and disease descended like a mist. One by one all the nations of the Earth were brought to their knees.
Far from all the suffering, high up in the heavenly realm, God watched the events unfold with a heavy heart. An ominous silence had descended upon heaven as the angels witnessed the Earth being plunged into darkness and despair. But this could only continue for so long for, at the designated time, God stood upright, breathed deeply and addressed the angels,
"The time has now come for me to separate the sheep from the goats, the healthy wheat from the inedible chaff"
Having spoken these words God slowly turned to face the world and called forth to the church with a booming voice,
"Rise up and ascend to heaven all of you who have who have sought to escape the horrors of this world by sheltering beneath my wing. Come to me all who have turned from this suffering world by calling out 'Lord, Lord'".
In an instant millions where caught up in the clouds and ascended into the heavenly realm. Leaving the suffering world behind them.
Once this great rapture had taken place God paused for a moment and then addressed the angels, saying,
"It is done, I have separated the people born of my spirit from those who have turned from me. It is time now for us leave this place and take up residence in the Earth, for it is there that we shall find our people. The ones who would forsake heaven in order to embrace the earth. The few who would turn away from eternity itself to serve at the feet of a fragile, broken life that passes from existence in but an instant."
And so it was that God and the heavenly host left that place to dwell among those who had rooted themselves upon the earth. Quietly supporting the ones who had forsaken God for the world and thus who bore the mark God. The few who had discovered heaven in the very act of forsaking it.