It's Not You... It's A Lot
There's a part of me that wants to blast out my current belief status on all my social media feeds so that the kind folk who "miss me" at the last church I attended could understand.
It almost feels as though it would be easier if there had been some nasty falling out. I have nothing against them. They are fine people.
I'm just at a point in my faith journey at which:
- I don't believe God ever intended ANY form of sacrifice (including Jesus).
- I don't believe God intends to punish anyone in any way ever.
- I am indifferent about "heaven." And I am OK if nothing happens after death.
- I believe that "Worship Services" do nothing for God; that they are little more than a gathering for dopamine-inducing sing-along and TED-talk on mystical plausibility.
- I feel that "using my talents" in a "Worship Service" only serves to unnaturally prolong the life of a thing that should be put to rest, or at best be put in Hospice. It feels as similar as someone paying a veterinarian to keep their 18 year old Gerbil alive with invasive surgery.
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