This soldier needs a little shore leave
Ugh. I'm really tired for standing up for what I believe in. It's gotten silly how much I've needed to do that. In my mind I have this romantic image that I'm some soldier for God, but to use the army's slogan, I feel a little too much like an 'army of one'.
When one thing ends or is coming to an end, another thing begins. It's nonstop. Just when I get settled into that Christian group, that jerk of a pastor-in-training has to rub me the wrong way...
oh, by the way, thanks all of you for your overwhelming show of compassion about that. I'm glad I can rely upon all of you, my dear friends, for support when I'm facing something difficult.
NOW this whole defending the faith thing has taken a turn for the absurd. This whole nonsense about the Da Vinci Code is driving me up the wall... mainly because half of my extended family has bought into that bullshit and is treating the rest of us like a bunch of morons for believing in God, Jesus etc etc. My own family! My cousin (six years my junior) is talking to me like he's some bigshot theologan because he read it and someone who is a REAL theologan (myself) is just reeling in the ignorant shit that's spewing out of his mouth, his dad's mouth and now even his MOM'S mouth. It's nauseating. It's causing a SERIOUS and I mean SERIOUS rift within our family and this has never happened before... ever. And we're not all even the same religion! We've got four different religions within the same house for thanksgiving and Christmas and for TWENTY YEARS there has been no problem AT ALL until the cancer that is the Da Vinci Code came into the picture.
What makes this most sad is that while we never all really believed the same things, we never thought less of each other because of it. Well, that is until NOW. It makes me sick, it makes me sick to my stomach that such literary dogshit can disrupt the tranquility of twenty years.
Between being asked to leave the Christian groups and being estranged within my own extended family I'm feeling not only outcast, but ashamed and disgusted and even more so: exhausted.
When one thing ends or is coming to an end, another thing begins. It's nonstop. Just when I get settled into that Christian group, that jerk of a pastor-in-training has to rub me the wrong way...
oh, by the way, thanks all of you for your overwhelming show of compassion about that. I'm glad I can rely upon all of you, my dear friends, for support when I'm facing something difficult.
NOW this whole defending the faith thing has taken a turn for the absurd. This whole nonsense about the Da Vinci Code is driving me up the wall... mainly because half of my extended family has bought into that bullshit and is treating the rest of us like a bunch of morons for believing in God, Jesus etc etc. My own family! My cousin (six years my junior) is talking to me like he's some bigshot theologan because he read it and someone who is a REAL theologan (myself) is just reeling in the ignorant shit that's spewing out of his mouth, his dad's mouth and now even his MOM'S mouth. It's nauseating. It's causing a SERIOUS and I mean SERIOUS rift within our family and this has never happened before... ever. And we're not all even the same religion! We've got four different religions within the same house for thanksgiving and Christmas and for TWENTY YEARS there has been no problem AT ALL until the cancer that is the Da Vinci Code came into the picture.
What makes this most sad is that while we never all really believed the same things, we never thought less of each other because of it. Well, that is until NOW. It makes me sick, it makes me sick to my stomach that such literary dogshit can disrupt the tranquility of twenty years.
Between being asked to leave the Christian groups and being estranged within my own extended family I'm feeling not only outcast, but ashamed and disgusted and even more so: exhausted.