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Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Religulous
You know what I really don't understand?
I don't understand why some Christians are so judge-y and adopt this whole holier-then-thou attitude towards the people around them. You know WHY I don't understand this? Maybe it's because I've actually read most of the bible for a religious studies class, and I seem to recall Jesus being loving and NOT judging others. In fact, I recall him preaching about love and acceptance.
That's why when I see people protesting homosexuality, all I can think about is if there is a hell, the protesters are most likely going there. NOT the people who they're protesting against.
It's also why when I see people protesting abortion clinics and throwing things at these young girls who most of the time are in extremely bad emotional states, all I can think about is how the protesters will more likely go to hell then these poor girls. Because they can't find it in their hearts to love and accept.
Why don't these people take some of the time that they've spent judging others, and put it into something useful and meaningful, such as volunteering at an animal shelter or a nursing home? Jesus preached love, not hate.
You know, I was actually told once by a guy that I was not good enough to date him because I wasn't Catholic....
Ummm.... your Pope was a Nazi, so if that's what your impression of a good Catholic is, then please, don't sign me up.
As far as just not being good enough: I don't need religion to make me a good person. For all the reasons listed above, I think I'm most likely better without it. Actually, that's not even a "most likely", because I already know I'm better then you (and you know who you are). I'm not going to sit here and make a complete list of why, but here's just a few:
1. Over 10,000 volunteer hours working with the elderly.
2. A job working with people with special needs to make their lives better. I could make more money elsewhere, but I like helping people too much, so I chose happiness over money.
3. I take my personal time to raise awareness about Alzheimer's Disease. Including leading a team for the Memory Walk, raising funds, and educating people at conferences.
And I could go on and on.
I choose to celebrate my spirituality by taking long walks on warm nights, and by spending my time helping people, and not by sitting in a pew on Sunday morning surrounded by a bunch of hypocrites with sticks up their asses (uh oh, I cursed. Now show me the place in the bible where it says its a sin).
Never ever imply that someone is not good enough to be with you ever again. Because just by implying that, and therefore judging them, they are already better then you.
(P.S. This is not meant to generalize all Christians. I know many who are actually fabulous people and are doing all they can to love and help others. This is only for those Christians who feel the need to judge and hate--- we all know some of them.)
I don't understand why some Christians are so judge-y and adopt this whole holier-then-thou attitude towards the people around them. You know WHY I don't understand this? Maybe it's because I've actually read most of the bible for a religious studies class, and I seem to recall Jesus being loving and NOT judging others. In fact, I recall him preaching about love and acceptance.
That's why when I see people protesting homosexuality, all I can think about is if there is a hell, the protesters are most likely going there. NOT the people who they're protesting against.
It's also why when I see people protesting abortion clinics and throwing things at these young girls who most of the time are in extremely bad emotional states, all I can think about is how the protesters will more likely go to hell then these poor girls. Because they can't find it in their hearts to love and accept.
Why don't these people take some of the time that they've spent judging others, and put it into something useful and meaningful, such as volunteering at an animal shelter or a nursing home? Jesus preached love, not hate.
You know, I was actually told once by a guy that I was not good enough to date him because I wasn't Catholic....
Ummm.... your Pope was a Nazi, so if that's what your impression of a good Catholic is, then please, don't sign me up.
As far as just not being good enough: I don't need religion to make me a good person. For all the reasons listed above, I think I'm most likely better without it. Actually, that's not even a "most likely", because I already know I'm better then you (and you know who you are). I'm not going to sit here and make a complete list of why, but here's just a few:
1. Over 10,000 volunteer hours working with the elderly.
2. A job working with people with special needs to make their lives better. I could make more money elsewhere, but I like helping people too much, so I chose happiness over money.
3. I take my personal time to raise awareness about Alzheimer's Disease. Including leading a team for the Memory Walk, raising funds, and educating people at conferences.
And I could go on and on.
I choose to celebrate my spirituality by taking long walks on warm nights, and by spending my time helping people, and not by sitting in a pew on Sunday morning surrounded by a bunch of hypocrites with sticks up their asses (uh oh, I cursed. Now show me the place in the bible where it says its a sin).
Never ever imply that someone is not good enough to be with you ever again. Because just by implying that, and therefore judging them, they are already better then you.
(P.S. This is not meant to generalize all Christians. I know many who are actually fabulous people and are doing all they can to love and help others. This is only for those Christians who feel the need to judge and hate--- we all know some of them.)
Sunday, May 29, 2011
You Don't Get It
It's been forever since I've blogged. Forever. Almost a year I think. There's so much I could write about, but there's one thing that's been bothering me for a while now. I don't know what it is about this one person I know, but I have to address them. Will they ever read this? Mostly likely not. But I just have to get it off my chest.
Dear You-know-who (not Voldemort),
You think you're so great. You think that because you have nice clothes and a perfect manicure with perfect hair, that you're better then me. You think that because you never step out of bounds, never do anything that goes against anyone's grain that you're the shit.
You think that because I am different from everyone, because I'm an individual, that I'm "uncool". Are you in middle school or something? Everyone is different, and I'm proud to be that way. I'm tired of you looking at me like I'm crazy every time I come to you with a creative idea, because you think it's too different, or weird or whatever it is you think about me. Well maybe we need a little bit of "different" and "weird" in our lives.
And don't think I don't see the way you look at me: like you're disgusted. You look at me like I don't get it. Well you know what, I don't. I don't get how you can be so one-dimensional. I don't get how you can not see the big picture, the reason why we're here. I'm a global thinker, and you're self-centered and self-serving. You're here for you, and I'm here for "them". And the funny thing is that you think I don't see the big picture. Because to you, the big picture is all about money. That's what makes you so obnoxious. The big picture has nothing to do with money, it has to do with people and their lives. I almost feel sad for you, that you'll never quite understand what it's like to make a difference to someone.
So I'm weird (although I prefer 'quirky'), but you know what? I'm proud to be that way. I'm proud to not be like everyone else, and I'm especially proud to not be like you. Being quirky and different is what makes me good at what I do. You're old enough now that you should be able to realize that not everyone fits neatly into a box, that you don't have to be ashamed of people who don't. But again, that's why I feel sad for you. You will probably go through the rest of your life thinking that way, afraid of being different, afraid of what others will think of you, and you will miss out on so much.
You just don't get it. And from now on, I'm vowing to myself that I'm not going to get angry with you for that, because really, you're only punishing yourself, and also because it's not worth my time and energy. I'll continue to let my freak flag fly.
Sincerely,
Me
Dear You-know-who (not Voldemort),
You think you're so great. You think that because you have nice clothes and a perfect manicure with perfect hair, that you're better then me. You think that because you never step out of bounds, never do anything that goes against anyone's grain that you're the shit.
You think that because I am different from everyone, because I'm an individual, that I'm "uncool". Are you in middle school or something? Everyone is different, and I'm proud to be that way. I'm tired of you looking at me like I'm crazy every time I come to you with a creative idea, because you think it's too different, or weird or whatever it is you think about me. Well maybe we need a little bit of "different" and "weird" in our lives.
And don't think I don't see the way you look at me: like you're disgusted. You look at me like I don't get it. Well you know what, I don't. I don't get how you can be so one-dimensional. I don't get how you can not see the big picture, the reason why we're here. I'm a global thinker, and you're self-centered and self-serving. You're here for you, and I'm here for "them". And the funny thing is that you think I don't see the big picture. Because to you, the big picture is all about money. That's what makes you so obnoxious. The big picture has nothing to do with money, it has to do with people and their lives. I almost feel sad for you, that you'll never quite understand what it's like to make a difference to someone.
So I'm weird (although I prefer 'quirky'), but you know what? I'm proud to be that way. I'm proud to not be like everyone else, and I'm especially proud to not be like you. Being quirky and different is what makes me good at what I do. You're old enough now that you should be able to realize that not everyone fits neatly into a box, that you don't have to be ashamed of people who don't. But again, that's why I feel sad for you. You will probably go through the rest of your life thinking that way, afraid of being different, afraid of what others will think of you, and you will miss out on so much.
You just don't get it. And from now on, I'm vowing to myself that I'm not going to get angry with you for that, because really, you're only punishing yourself, and also because it's not worth my time and energy. I'll continue to let my freak flag fly.
Sincerely,
Me
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