Scrolling through Facebook this morning, I see a suggested page for Relevant magazine. So I click on it, and if I'm going to "like" something, I need to see what it's all about.
Needless to say, now I'm kinda pissed. So I'm going to try not to be sarcastic or snarky...
No promises...
I can see why there's a publication that caters to the newer, younger generation. And even the name of it screams to what people in their 20's and 30's are sooo hungry for: relevance.
A renewed hunger for all things God, discussions on the cultural differences between the Christian who can sit in a bar and the Christian who calls
Sorry, clearing my throat.
And the worst thing is, I'm a comment reader. I KNOW nothing gets me stirred up like comments... yet I scroll through them like a glutton for punishment.
Comment after comment,
Article after article,
Page after page.
My disgust growing, I soon close the page without clicking the "Like" button.
I fight the effects of "religion" enough in my daily life; "religion" being the imposing of my (or your) interpretation of scripture onto your (or my) life.
Your rules, no matter how accurately scriptural, do not supersede my relationships with Christ.
For example. I smoke. I get barraged frequently about how it's a sin....You know what, I don't even have time to get into this right now. But until me and Jesus hash out why I smoke, no matter how many times you tell me it's a sin, I'm not quitting. My relationship with Him trumps your lack of understanding of my heart. Period.
My job isn't to shove the Bible down people's throat, I've alienated enough people with that.
My job is to let Jesus do, through me, in His divine perspective, whatever He sees fit in the situation.
Grace is awesome.
The younger church calls out the older church for being stuck in too many rules and traditions, yet falls into the same traps by not educating themselves on the scriptures they quote to make their case.
(I actually read an article on scriptural discrepancies... SERIOUSLY.)
This new generation of Christians is bound to repeat the waywardness, dare I call it "sins", of our fathers if we don't open our eyes to the real problem: religion.
I get so aggravated when we miss the point. Especially when I'm right there, realizing I'm to the left, the right, or underneath the target, along with everyone else.
Grrrrr.
I'm going to work. >:-(