Sunday Scribblings #76

Aaron’s word of inspiration this week is united.

I think it’s really hard to feel united with people these days. Maybe it’s just the phase that I’m going through, but the people I used to feel connected and united with are no longer the people that I do.

If you’ve been enjoying this 15 day posting run on NLFF, then you’ll know that I’ve been questioning my faith lately. Maybe not so much my faith, but my place within the Christian community. I used to feel like part of that community and there is a unity in that. But now, I feel like I’m outside of that connection just based on where my own personal beliefs have landed as an adult. Like sure, I still go to church and I still believe and I still read my Bible every day, but the unity with the body of believers is where I am feeling this disconnect.

I don’t believe in the hate or the close-mindedness of the faith community. I don’t enjoy it and I kind of refuse to be part of it. My brother is part of that and his girlfriend as well, but he gets a pass because he is my brother. She does not. But it makes perfect sense that they would be so well suited as a couple because of those shared values.

I firmly believe that if any of their future children come out as gay or trans, they will no longer be welcome in their home. Gay maybe, but trans absolutely not. And I don’t support that AT ALL. I already told my brother if that ever happens this non-existent child will be welcome in my home.

I think this is a really big problem for the Christian community. Jesus taught us to love our neighbour as ourselves. Yet so many have chosen to focus on the hate. I call it hate or closed-mindedness, my brother has decided to call it “conviction”. It has really broken down that level of inclusion that I can feel in the church body. It’s something that I have struggled with a lot. I have almost always fought to keep my faith alive (in my teens, let’s face it, I did not) but that is a personal faith and connection to God. I take pride in the fact that I start each day in the word, reading a chapter or two as time allows while eating breakfast. I start to pray before my feet even hit the ground coming out of bed, but it’s really hard to still be part of the community of believers when all I see are these contradictions to the teachings of Christ, and if they were to know my real views and how I really live my life, then they would see the opposite contradictions in me.

I was asked last night by the guy I’m currently talking to why I don’t date a Christian if I’m a Christian. And I told him just this reason – I saw on his profile that he was Catholic and that’s good enough for me BUT Christian men usually will not hold the same views as I do on the subjects of LGBTQ rights, a woman’s right to choose over abortions etc and I can’t be in a relationship with someone like that.

The division is subtle at times but it’s most definitely there.

Jesus said to love thy neighbor. He didn't say to hate neighbors who are  gay or support gays, support or have abortions, or people who don't attend  church. He said to love

11 thoughts on “Sunday Scribblings #76

  1. Pingback: United | The Confusing Middle

  2. I thought of two things when I was reading your post. The first thing was how some Christians (and some others, non-Christian faiths and even those who say they don’t have a faith at all) seemed a little too concerned with their own self-righteousness, or their own personal salvation, and forget to show Christlike love and kindness to all. When Jesus was on earth, the way he treated and dignified people who were known in their community as “sinners”, including corrupt tax collectors and harlots clearly meant they were drawn to him. He did not make them feel shunned (like some of the pious religious leaders of the day did), but people were refreshed by him.

    But at the same time, Jesus did not condone what they were doing. They were moved to make changes to their lives because they regretted their former way of life. He also pointed out to the religious leaders that they were adding to the law, so that every aspect of life was oppressively regulated and had become a burden around people’s necks. Those religious leaders seemed to be out to condemn others, whereas Jesus pointed out they themselves were the ones who were grieving God by presenting him as a cold merciless arbiter instead of a loving and wise father who knows what will bring real joy and peace to his family.

    I think love means treating others with kindness, respect and dignity, but it doesn’t necessarily mean condoning everything. Would love condone racism? If there was a person who wanted to worship God acceptably, they would have to change their view. But sometimes as humans it is hard to get the balance perfectly right. If I had a colleague who made blatantly racist comments, I would find it difficult to treat them with kindness, respect and dignity.

    When it comes to love…I often think of my Dadda because I saw him sometimes make some tough decisions out of love for all of his family. One of my older siblings in their late teens thought it was ok to experiment with smoking, getting drunk and coming home in a drunken state, and other unhealthy habits. My Dad made it clear that it broke his heart to see that. But after some time, and no change on my sibling’s part despite repeated efforts, Dad had to present a choice, under his roof – which had young children in it – smoking, drunkenness, drugs etc were not tolerated. My sibling made the choice to move away. The door was always open to them. My sibling would visit occasionally, but they felt that it was unfair. Well…years later, after my sibling had been through a court trial and rehab to help with their addiction to alcohol and class A drugs, they wrote a letter to my parents thanking them for being firm. It took a long time, but my sibling saw that love does not mean overlooking things that are harmful. My sibling has made a lot of changes and regrets their former way of life and knows that this family is our loving and supportive and warm.

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  3. You are not alone in these thoughts. I love seeing people thriving in their religious beliefs and their church; I grew up with that community and with a similar conviction and have fond memories, but when teachings turn from self-reflective and instead towards the judgement of others, that’s when religion is ruined.

    Also 2 things that bother me about today’s Christian beliefs: how on Earth was Jesus a white dude living in the Middle East and why are babies who are not baptized before unforeseen death sentenced to everlasting suffering in hell? Just some things I can’t wrap my head around…

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    • In the protestant church the baby thing doesn’t apply. Baptism is a choice made after 10years of age and its a personal choice. Babies can be dedicated and their parents say they will raise them in the church but its not like the Catholic church where they have to be baptized or they are sent to hell.

      But I agee. Judgement of others is a hard thing to overcome in religion. But also here I am judging them for judging others lol

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      • When my mom was getting Baptized she asked if I wanted to get Baptized as well and I said no. I’m not sure exactly what age I was, but it was around 9-12 and to this day I’m proud of myself for not doing it just because my mom was doing it.

        I’m actually writing a post about my new-found religious guidance that some might find shocking.

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        • Ooooo nice! I made the choice to be baptized at 10. My brother didn’t and thought he had missed his chance but he did it at like 19 lol that’s what I like about adult baptism. It’s a personal choice.

          Can’t wait to read your post!

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