My wife and I, both of whom are Christians, once had some Muslim friends over for a meal, and we made the mistake of offering them meat that was not halal. For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, halal means 'permissible' in Arabic.
After a resurrected Jesus leaves the scene for good, the first disciples are hanging out, waiting for God-knows-what. What, exactly, does one wait for after you've just seen your dead friend come back to life and eat a piece of fish?
A friend of mine gives away bumper stickers of a favorite phrase of his: "Keep Church Weird." By that my friend means church is a place where we might break out of our ordinary expected un-weird culture and be, well, weird.