WHY I TAKE BACK WHAT I SAID FOUR YEARS AGO ABOUT RELIGION
A little over 4 years ago I made a post stating why I would never become a Christian, but that events of the pandemic had made me much less athiest or agnostic than I had been before.
That was before I witnessed Donald John Trump narrowly avoid assassination when he just so happened to turn his head at the exact right moment. If that doesn't make a person at least consider the possibility that Divine Intervention exists, then I believe you are being willfully ignorant. And I know exactly who you voted for.
I had an epiphany, just in the same way that Samuel Jackson's character does in Pulp Fiction after narrowly avoiding multiple gunshots. A guy pops out of a bathroom and fires multiple bullets at Jules Winfield (played by Samuel Jackson) and Vincent Vega (John Travolta), narrowly missing them. They fire back and elimiante the threat before Vincent walks over to a guy they were interogatting and asks him why he didn't let them know there was another person in the apartment.
Meanwhile, Jules stands silent in shock before explaining to Vincent that what they just experienced was Divine Intervention. An unknown man popped out at their surprise and fired from mere feet away and somehow those two guys were not hit. Jules did not think it was a mere accident, but an act of God that spared his life that day.
At the end of the film, Jules gives a monologue (is it still called a monologue if he's speaking to someone?) about why he's turning his life around. He has a gun pointed directly at the face of the man who tried to rob him. The old Jules would've blown him away, but the new Jules seeks a different path. This is where we get the famous line "The truth is, you're the weak, and I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm trying, Ringo. I'm tryin' real hard to be the Shepherd."
Shortly after the pandemic, I had a discussion with a pair of nice older ladies at an estate sale and vented a little bit of my personal struggles regarding doors that had been closed to me by the lockdowns. "Well, that just means God had other plans for you," one of them said.
Those words stuck with me, because they were right. A door had been closed to me and I stood outside the door pounding "Let me back in! Let me back in!" All it did was lead me down a pathway of frustration. It kept me trapped in my own personal misery. Trying tho shove myself, a square peg, through door with a round hole. It just wasn't a good fit.
The fact of the matter is, that door was closed to me for a reason. It was not a door I was ever meant to enter. Or perhaps it was a door that was beneficial for me at the time, but under these new circumstances, it's not a door I would want to be on the other-side of. Sometimes its better to move on and find that other purpose. Other doors are always open, so why fixate on the one that closed?
After witnessing what happened to Charlie Kirk and the reactions surrounding it. In many ways, it is a blessing in disguise. Charlie Kirk has been immortalized. His message has not been silenced, in fact, it has grown exponentially. Evil has revealed itself, and now we have the evidence, and the courage to go back after those who have wronged us. Those who seek to destroy the American family. Those who seek to destroy this country that my ancestors fled England and helped to build, and another part of my ancestry which lived on these lands before Europeans arrived.
I take back what I said before about never wanting to be a Christian because they previously didn't want to allow gay people to get married. At this point, I am far more willing to agree that letting gay people get married was a first step down a slippery slope that led us to a society filled with severe mental illness.
To be fair, I don't have a problem with gay people themselves. I don't have a problem with two men or two women devoting themselves to each other for life. But let's give it a different title. Like a Union, not a Marriage. And let's put some severe restrictions on allowing such people to adopt children.
It's a touchy subject because there are a lot of orphans and perhaps in some cases its better to have two parents of the same sex than to grow up in an orphanage. But we also can't have people who base their entire personalities around their sexual identity adopting kids either, this can really leave many of them fucked up and scarred for life.
On a personal level, even smoking weed justn't hit the same these days. When you've spent your years walking around in a stoned groove, sometimes clearing your head is a natural high of its own.
Whatever your demon is, I hope recent events lead you in a direction that helps you see those demons for what they are. Distractions from a more fulfilling purpose. And don't surround yourselves with people that hold you back either.
I've heard this analogy in terms of the type of friends we have but I think it can also apply to our personal habits as well; People (or habits) can either be an anchor on your boat which holds you back, or they can be a sail which helps move you forward. Its important to recognize who these people are, and spend your time accordingly.
Long story short, some of y'all MFers need Church.
Maybe I'll see you there.
