What absolutely must be preserved here is a tame god. The real One is
unacceptable, with His demands, his call to difficult deeds involving
scary stuff like duty, honor, virtue, and sacrifice. We require options,
disclaimers and waivers. Just one Truth leaves us insufficient options.

"Safe? Who said anything about safe? 'Course he isn't safe.
But he's good" C.S.Lewis ( from "Wild at Heart" )

Safe is what we delude ourselves into thinking we have when left to our
own devices. We arrange our worlds in any fantasmagoric way that we
can imagine to insulate ourselves from the reality before our eyes. A
"tame" god, whether our selves or some other external idol, is "safe",
but a cardboard cut-out is less than useless when men are called to act
as they were designed to act when circumstances require them to
authenticate their manhood.

"The gospel is like a caged lion. It does not need to be
defended, it just needs to be let out of it's cage." Charles Spurgeon,
"Total Truth", by N. Pearcey

Nor does it need to be tamed, shorn, pared, or muzzled. It has teeth,
claws and a loud roar for a reason. There is no 'dandi' prefix on the
Lion of Judah either. When someone, even a stranger, is about to fall to
their death, do we stand at a distance and prattle on about the genuine
Christian spirit exhibited at the last bake sale?

[The church has] "very efficiently pared the claws of the Lion of
Judah, [making him] a fitting household pet for pale curates and pious
old ladies." Dorothy Sayers (from "Wild at Heart")