Changes

Times have changed. And so have I. I have not been a Christian for about a year now. I have been living a life of freedom from the cheap bondage of religious mind games and stupid tendencies to judge and point the finger at others. Having lived free and sinfully for a while now, I have decided that I have had my fun, and am returning to the faith. The following posts will document my journey back to God, and many of my qualms with the church and with the Christian life in which I was brought up.

My main complaint was a lack of love in the Church. There is a lot of cheap charity. Charity was used as a synonym for love in the King James translation of the bible. But the modern words are different. People engage in charity for many reasons. Some are genuine. If anyone else is like me, they want to do good things to feel better about themselves. This latter attitude is what I feel has infiltrated the church and made it stagnant and repulsive to my taste. But isn't taste subjective? Some things are, and will always be, disgusting, no matter how much salt you add to the recipe.

So life begins. A new chapter unfolds, and this time, something is really "new." My transition back to Christianity has thus far been uneventful and emotionally vacant. But this is not that surprising, but rather welcomed, as I wish to avoid using the religion of Christianity as a tool to feel better about life, rather than a worldview through which to view life, and even more, a relationship with my personally ascribed elusive God. Some people say that they can hear God speak to them. I am not blessed in this aspect, and must seek God out the hard and difficult way. Perhaps my words can be comfort to others who lack the religiousness to live the rigid, conventional Christian life.