When I am asked the frequent question
“Do you believe in Christ” my answer of “yes and no” isn’t is as simplistic as
the person asking the question, would like it to be.
“Well, you either believe in Christ or
you don’t, which is it?” Leaving me yet again with the same response as the
first time “yes and no” Hardly the answer they were hoping for, leaving them
disappointed once again.
Yet, before I can begin to elaborate
further, I am quickly judged and condemned to hell, as if it were an execution
handed down after one commits a capital punishment, with no appeals in sight.
And little do they realize it
strengthens my beliefs further, knowing I am truly on the right path for
me. Leaving them perplexed, and a little confused to say they least,
that they were not able to convert me to their way of thinking, as they
hoped.
Not Religious by any means, I am
however spiritual. I do not take the bible, Christ or Satan in the
literal, absolute truth, but approach it with a more metaphorical
outlook. I look at Christ and Satan being simple mere metaphors for
our own higher and lower consciences. And let’s face it our consciences define
at times who we really are, or what we choose to become.
Christ would be our higher conscience.
This would represent everything that is good about us: love, compassion,
decency, kindness, humility and truth. Whereas, Satan would represent our lower
conscience: hate, contempt, discord, anger, and untruth. We both have good and
evil dwelling within us, and it isn’t to farfetched to say that we choose who
we ultimately become or which conscience or path that we will in return follow.
In today’s day and age, I find myself
looking at others who tend to use Christ as a security blanket like a small
child. The belief alone soothes them, it makes them feel better about
themselves, because no one else will. It gives them some sort of “hope” which
is all fine and good, but I wonder if they did not have a belief in Christ,
would they feel better about themselves on their own, or look in some other
direction for comfort. Satan, is the fall guy, the scapegoat. He is the one who
everyone blames their problems on, especially when they don’t want to face up
to what they themselves have done. The whole “Satan made me do it” is a
tiresome statement and shows just how weak someone’s character is, when they
cannot take personal accountability for what they themselves have
done. Then asking for “forgiveness” not from those they hurt, but
from their Christ, as if it were some get out of jail free card, and now they
are able to pass go and collect their $200.
I find that too many people tend to
feed their ego, instead of their hearts. Becoming more arrogant in
their beliefs, as if they placed themselves upon the Cross and “God” told them
personally that everyone else was wrong in their faith but them. And yet, these
same people who “preach” don’t walk the walk nor do they talk the talk, and
they wonder why they are met with distrust and a cold shoulder.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I have respect
for others beliefs, and the faith that they hold. Faith is held dear to some,
and I do not fault anyone for that at all, what I do find fault with is the
“hypocrites” of society, thinking their way is the ONLY way. It’s
isn’t. There are many roads in this life, many paths placed in front
of us. Some are straight and to the point, while others are winding and long.
And yet, the ultimate goal is pretty much the same. Peace, love, understanding
and respect of each other, no matter if we share differing points of view or
not.
Life is a journey, along the way you
may find it smooth. At other times it may be rocky and bumpy, leaving you
nausea. But it is a journey none the less. Even in it’s up’s and
down’s, this journey is an learning experience, one we take with us, passing
down the knowledge we have discovered along the way.
Don’t be so quick to get to the
destination, once there you may find you missed the journey altogether, and
there is no return ticket home.
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