Warning: Rant about Religion.
There is a Christian Ministry Weekend being held at the camp... we're not running it, but it's here... and the girl who organized it is super nice...
Last night was a British guy speaking. He sounded neat... until he made the gospel boring as *shit*. Brent and I were both talking about how if we weren't Christians that would have turned us off forever. Hell, we *are* Christians and we didn't want to be after that... at least not the "christianity" he was talking about.
And the girl who was organizing gave her testimony... and she was pointing to the path Brent painted on the floor (which is pretty... I should post pictures of that.) saying that there is a straight and narrow path straight to the cross... to which I quipped "yeah, and we go off it every time we sit in the pews." Brent LOL'd.
Then a guy was speaking in tongues. Now, he did it right, made sure there was an interpreter, etc. Now, I have that gift as well... but I always know what exactly I'm focusing on, even if I don't know the exact words... and when other people pray in tongues, I get a general sense... this guy gave me a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. And then the "interpreter" burst into sobs... and basically just said "God says he'll forgive us of anything, and I didn't get the rest".
Today I got to listen to a different guy talk about "God", and the "the Holy Spirit, He." and Christ. Yeah... all masculine. And then he kept talking about all the *men* that put Christianity into its revivals. And the "fathers" this.
I swear, if I didn't think they'd kick Brent and I out of our spot at the camp, I would have stood and said, "your 'gospel' says nothing to me. I am not a part of your history, and thus your male-god doesn't care for me... at least not the way you preach it." and walked out. As it was I left when the door blew open and I was able to get up to go close it.
Why are Christians so... aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhjdago;hjidoas;hgfivkl ds;JNRGLNfklg'jujgk'jksg'f;hfr?
Seriously. I just read the book the Irresistible Revolution by Shane Claibourne, and everything he said was spot on, although he didn't mention the sexism rampant either, but it was less of an issue...
I guess I just wonder why the gospel has become so far from what Jesus wanted for the church. we were supposed to *love* people... feed the hungry, clothe the naked, shelter the homeless, and turn the other cheek when we're struck.
I don't want to give up on the church... but by golly I feel so disillusioned.
I love the christians, I *do*... but I just want to *shake* them sometimes.
End rant.
Last night was a British guy speaking. He sounded neat... until he made the gospel boring as *shit*. Brent and I were both talking about how if we weren't Christians that would have turned us off forever. Hell, we *are* Christians and we didn't want to be after that... at least not the "christianity" he was talking about.
And the girl who was organizing gave her testimony... and she was pointing to the path Brent painted on the floor (which is pretty... I should post pictures of that.) saying that there is a straight and narrow path straight to the cross... to which I quipped "yeah, and we go off it every time we sit in the pews." Brent LOL'd.
Then a guy was speaking in tongues. Now, he did it right, made sure there was an interpreter, etc. Now, I have that gift as well... but I always know what exactly I'm focusing on, even if I don't know the exact words... and when other people pray in tongues, I get a general sense... this guy gave me a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. And then the "interpreter" burst into sobs... and basically just said "God says he'll forgive us of anything, and I didn't get the rest".
Today I got to listen to a different guy talk about "God", and the "the Holy Spirit, He." and Christ. Yeah... all masculine. And then he kept talking about all the *men* that put Christianity into its revivals. And the "fathers" this.
I swear, if I didn't think they'd kick Brent and I out of our spot at the camp, I would have stood and said, "your 'gospel' says nothing to me. I am not a part of your history, and thus your male-god doesn't care for me... at least not the way you preach it." and walked out. As it was I left when the door blew open and I was able to get up to go close it.
Why are Christians so... aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhjdago;hjidoas;hgfivkl ds;JNRGLNfklg'jujgk'jksg'f;hfr?
Seriously. I just read the book the Irresistible Revolution by Shane Claibourne, and everything he said was spot on, although he didn't mention the sexism rampant either, but it was less of an issue...
I guess I just wonder why the gospel has become so far from what Jesus wanted for the church. we were supposed to *love* people... feed the hungry, clothe the naked, shelter the homeless, and turn the other cheek when we're struck.
I don't want to give up on the church... but by golly I feel so disillusioned.
I love the christians, I *do*... but I just want to *shake* them sometimes.
End rant.