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We all know the type. Everybody has a friend who, whether because of intoxication or just plain obnoxiousness, tells the same fucking stories over and over. It's annoying as all hell but you put up with them because they're your friend and they mean well. Sometimes, we don't choose our acquaintances. But, answer me this: Do we choose our religions?
As I child, I had no say in the matter. Church was a sacred place by necessity; I was told it was, and as I child, you don't object. It was self-evident why the church was sacred - because it was God's house; it was a church, duh! There was even a point in my formative years, mostly as a teenager, when I actually felt the church as sacred. The eucharist, the pulpit, the cross - they meant something. I tried my best to entrust my soul to the Lord.
And then I grew up and realized the church, any church, is no different from my jackass friends who can't come up with something original.
Every week - they read from the same book; they tell them EXACT SAME STORIES. I'm totally bewildered how ministers have come up with original sermons for the last century. Christ, I mean the gospel is only 5 books. Worshippers sing the same songs out of the same book. Lutherans revere, and are named after, a man who wrote a book called "Discourse I Against the Jews," in which he outlines how much the Jews suck at life. How many times can one hear the story of Christ's birth? WE GET IT, OK? Church is repetition at it's best.
I used nostalgia in class the other day. It seems to me that church is the ultimate nostalgic trip - it pines for the days when things were better, when Jesus Christ was rockin' out with his cock out. Thing is: it wasn't that great back then. I don't mean this in a literal sense, of course.
I have a sense of appreciation for my religious upbringing. It taught me the values and morals which I like to think define me this very day. But at some point, you outgrow it. You see the hypocrisy; you see the parellels to your life; you recognize it as antiquity. You wish it well, and move on.
What a mindless rant. Bottom line: I'm proof that sacred is a fleeting concept. Believe it if you want, but I'll continue to think of it as nostalgia. And that's just fine with me, because you can indulge in whatever nostalgic memory you choose. You don't disrespect what other's consider sacred, church taught me that. But I can certainly think "sacred my ass" - one thing church never taught me.
We all know the type. Everybody has a friend who, whether because of intoxication or just plain obnoxiousness, tells the same fucking stories over and over. It's annoying as all hell but you put up with them because they're your friend and they mean well. Sometimes, we don't choose our acquaintances. But, answer me this: Do we choose our religions?
As I child, I had no say in the matter. Church was a sacred place by necessity; I was told it was, and as I child, you don't object. It was self-evident why the church was sacred - because it was God's house; it was a church, duh! There was even a point in my formative years, mostly as a teenager, when I actually felt the church as sacred. The eucharist, the pulpit, the cross - they meant something. I tried my best to entrust my soul to the Lord.
And then I grew up and realized the church, any church, is no different from my jackass friends who can't come up with something original.
Every week - they read from the same book; they tell them EXACT SAME STORIES. I'm totally bewildered how ministers have come up with original sermons for the last century. Christ, I mean the gospel is only 5 books. Worshippers sing the same songs out of the same book. Lutherans revere, and are named after, a man who wrote a book called "Discourse I Against the Jews," in which he outlines how much the Jews suck at life. How many times can one hear the story of Christ's birth? WE GET IT, OK? Church is repetition at it's best.
I used nostalgia in class the other day. It seems to me that church is the ultimate nostalgic trip - it pines for the days when things were better, when Jesus Christ was rockin' out with his cock out. Thing is: it wasn't that great back then. I don't mean this in a literal sense, of course.
I have a sense of appreciation for my religious upbringing. It taught me the values and morals which I like to think define me this very day. But at some point, you outgrow it. You see the hypocrisy; you see the parellels to your life; you recognize it as antiquity. You wish it well, and move on.
What a mindless rant. Bottom line: I'm proof that sacred is a fleeting concept. Believe it if you want, but I'll continue to think of it as nostalgia. And that's just fine with me, because you can indulge in whatever nostalgic memory you choose. You don't disrespect what other's consider sacred, church taught me that. But I can certainly think "sacred my ass" - one thing church never taught me.
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