Tuesday, 15 July 2008

About me

This has been a pretty crappy year for me. I'm just gonna be honest. My youngest brother died in January, I hate the Air Force (and pretty much the entire US government in general) and I am struggling to overcome a weakness within myself that has almost destroyed my life numerous times and almost ended my marriage as well.

But that is neither here nor there. I am 25 going on oh-god-I'm-more-than-a-quarter-century- old this year and I'm definitely feeling it. Maybe its the fluoride in the water or the lack of proper minerals and vitamins in my diet, maybe its just that my knees aren't what they once were, but I actually feel older. I believe in Jesus, and before you go getting your panties up in a bunch and all offended, dear reader, I do not believe in church. Oh, I go to church and I even think that its a good idea, but I don't believe in church. Maybe I should say that I don't believe in "the" church as in "the" establishment. Am I starting to sound like a teenager?
To me, the organized church represents a political bureaucratic structure. Not necessarily wrong or bad, and something that certainly has its benefits, but also something that represents the opposite of what I have come to believe that Jesus even intended the church to be.

Explanation: Jesus didn't come down here and go through the pain and suffering of life and then die a tortuous death and THEN raise himself up from the dead (!) to start a stinkin religion. Religion is nothing more than the creative dogma of a group of like-minded people used by those in power to quell the masses. I agree with that. Jesus wasn't religious. He was God. He was God coming down to the creation that He made and loves and saying "This is who I am." "All that other crap that you believe and worship is wrong. Follow me, learn my ways, and you will be with me in Paradise; you will never die and you will not know suffering."
Jesus was introducing a way of life. Love God, give Him His due, honor Him with your life and actions and He will bless you. Love man because in doing so you are loving God. Nothing is more important than these 2 commands. Love God and Love man.
NOTHING ELSE MATTERS! Not church, not tithes, not devotions, not any rituals, not anything! With that in mind, it is wise for us to be together. Believers and lovers of Christ should be together. Iron sharpens iron, we encourage each other and love each other. We help each other and hold each other up. I think that church happens when my wife and I have dinner with some of our friends who also love Jesus. We don't have to do ANYTHING to mark the occasion except be together and love each other. We can worship and pray, even break out the Word, and all of that is awesome, but none of it is required. I believe that every time we "break bread together" (meaning to eat) that we should honor Jesus Sacrifice.

SO there you have it. I am a musical, futbol lovin fool. I love my family and I am desperately in love with my wife. I am learning to love Jesus, and my understanding and relationship with Him grows daily. I am simple and I believe that life should be simple. If you want to know, I believe in Jeffersonian politics meaning that I am "independent" and I believe in small government. I have many friends that used to love Jesus, but due to the misconceptions of the church and the pain in their own lives they no longer follow Him and it makes my heart weep.
The end times are not coming. They are here already. Open your eyes and look at the signs. Stop watching your television and start noticing all the things that the government through the media doesn't want you to notice. Pray for all the saints for times are going to become very trying and very difficult over the next few years. Out world is changing and the changes are HUGE. Pray. Pray. Pray. Get good with God and with your loved ones.

But more on that later...

1 comments:

Julie said...

You are definitely an amazing man, Mr. V. I can't wait for you to visit your folks so you and your wife can get to know me and my husband. I swear you two were seperated at birth; except of course for the five year gap in age and you are much more humorously cynical than my husband... but none the less... long lost brothers...