Fulcrum

There are times, like right now, when I begin to wonder how God could love me. The are ways in me that, if I can, He can see, that are sinful. Brothers will say, “You MUST change your way”, yet, I’m selfish. I sometimes believe that a devil can deceive, while a God has saved. Other times, I am lost… If He died on the … Continue reading Fulcrum

Rhetoricals

Why are some inhuman? Why do some toy with the emotions by tearing away at the most vulnerable parts of others? Why do the Christians use the wrath of Old to portray the New of Jesus, as if He is some sort of bipolar lunatic? Why do they hate, with love? Why do they fervently read His Word, while never understanding His Word? Do they … Continue reading Rhetoricals

He Was Sure

The reality of one man in a documentary I’ve recently finished really had me thinking deeply about the realities of many, including myself. Without going into lengthy detail, the man had spent a great amount of his adult life convincing himself of something that simply wasn’t true. He added lies to his story for his book and, later, documentary. He crafted manipulative, strategic bluffs and … Continue reading He Was Sure

A Little Insight…

There has been a running focal point of frustration within the writings that I choose to post, and I thought I would take the opportunity to explain why this morning. I’ve been upset with the “church” experience, many times over. Yes, one can tell me the usual, “No one is perfect.”, or the standard, “You must go to church. God commands it!” Although I agree … Continue reading A Little Insight…

Prophet Watch…?

I continuously read a lot of posts about the God of Christianity, and it continues to cause me to be uncomfortable, at times. So many times I ask myself the question: “How do they know?” I understand we can draw our conclusions from what we read in the Bible, and that some have the revelation of Holy Spirit in their interpretation (SOME), but seriously… Why … Continue reading Prophet Watch…?

My God, The Gods We Make

We don’t make God our god, rather, we make the ideas of Him our god. We make the things that satisfy: feelings, emotions, beliefs, and our fixes for what is craved. The objects. The physical. The lessons learned. We use the gods to depict God, much like the image of Him we see in Cathedrals. Like the stone figure at our graves… We dig through … Continue reading My God, The Gods We Make