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Always True to You In My Fashion

Praying Hands by ANGEL | theFATphotog

So as I get older I am puzzled by my relationship with GOD. I’ve been told that when I was a kid, I would “lay hands” on people. Not the way I do now when I try to strangle them, but in prayer. I don’t do that anymore.

I don’t think I understand prayer. I mean take for example the Superbowl. Before the game both teams pray that they will win. Across the country people are gathering together, even in churches, praying that their team will win. At the end of the day, I don’t think that God is the one that chooses a winner. I do believe that God has, over the years blessed the players with talent and opportunity and it was more strategic than religious force behind the win.

Girl Praying by ANGEL | theFATphotog

I once got into an argument with a friend that I wasn’t Christian enough for her. She accused me of picking and choosing which parts of the bible I would follow. My rebuttal was that, as a Lutheran, her entire doctrine was based on someone picking and choosing which parts of the bible should be followed. I do believe that the bible is rather outdated for the times. But I have also watched how people can twist the words to match their own agenda.

I’m not going to delve into scripture here…that’s not my lane; and the people that constantly quote it annoy me, mainly because they are spouting their interpretations and opinions.  But that is my whole point.  You are spouting lines from a book, written hundred of years ago, in an ancient tongue that is not longer utilized.  Have you ever gone into your basement or attic and found your old spelling test?  Does it look as crisp and clear as it did back in the day?  I doubt it.  I’ve found old diaries and I can’t make out my own handwriting sometimes.  So you are going to tell me that scholars of old were able to find these texts, that were usually in scroll form, buried in the dirt, with who know’s who’s hand writing and were able to translate it properly?  Not to mention the fact that the bible that we use today is the result of a conclave of men who chose what would and would not be included.  Are you going to tell me that none of them were so self righteous as to do a little tweaking to match their own personal vendettas.

Here is where I am going with this.  I believe that I am a decent Christian.  Sure I dress up, get drunk, and have a good time.  I have many friends who have chosen a lifestyle that the Church of Old doesn’t condone.  But I still believe in One God.  I believe that Jesus died for my sins.  I believe that while I am not perfect that I was made in his image. I believe that God has a plan for me; I wish he would share it with me, but I believe that my life does in fact have a purpose.  I know the difference between right and wrong.  Everyone has a different definition for what it takes to be a “Good Christian”.  I think that just knowing yourself and knowing God; and striving for a relationship with God is the first step.  When I figure out the rest…I’ll let you know.


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