When I'm selling cars (I guess I mean waiting to sell them) I can get bored (and usually do) waiting for people to come in. So I look up car specs and things like that, and occasionally hop on Xanga to type out what I'm thinking as my mind wanders.
I guess I've been thinking a lot today about Christianity, comfortability, relationship, and religion in general. Specifically regarding relationship in Christianity. I just find it all interesting. Christianity would be a terrible religion. It is, quite frankly, far from comfortable. Come to think of it, what basis does someone have to deny himself what are commonly called basic instinctual feelings in order to serve a being that he cannot see -- and be mocked, ridiculed, maybe even persecuted for it? Because there's a really old man up in the sky somewhere who can kill us if he wants to? At times, when it is decribed by some people, Christianity smacks of insanity. Who would give up their desires to serve a God he cannot see and follow a savior that he's never really met? He would have to be crazy. Or maybe not -- what if it was truth; a truth so real that it is impossible to believe without faith? See, I think that Christianity without a relationship makes no sense at all. And that's why I believe that it must then be a relationship instead of a religion. Christianity must be so much more about relationship than practicing a set of rules and guidelines that define religion as a whole. The reason people become Christians, true Christians, is because they have had an experience that made their lives totally and radically different. They were completely changed. They experienced something that made them willing to give up everything they had to serve a God who -- and this is important -- changed their lives. Someone who showed them that they were worth enough to die for. Someone who loved them for who they were in spite of their terrible falings at life and as individuals, in spite of how badly they had screwed things up. This someone freed them from addictions, from depression, from everything that made their life unbearable. They were changed. And, out of gratitude, they were willing to devote their lives to Him. Insanity? Maybe, to some. But to me, and those people whose lives have been changed by Jesus Christ and his power over death itself, nothing could be more real.
I'm not trying to be all theological on ya, just typing what I was thinking.
And now I'm going to try to get a luch break... it's almost 4:40 PM.
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