Posts tagged ‘Christians’

May 24th, 2010

My sarcastic rant about Christians

by MB

I haven’t posted much lately.  One reason was my family and others reading this blog who tend to lurk, but don’t say anything.  I just feel like its kind of snoopy.  They get to read all about me, but never comment.  I don’t know…I kind of feel like this blog is just not all that I want it to be and I kind of get tired of all the “preachy” stuff.  I’m in a funk.  I just don’t want to think about serious stuff right now in my life.  I have been posting at my other blog, but that blog allows me to show my much more witty side.  I don’t feel like I can be witty here at all without offending someone.  I just feel like when I do that, there is always some person who gets mad and throws a bible verse at me.  I just grow tired of it.

I haven’t read many blogs either.  Once again, I just feel like I’m always one step away from an argument.  I have some pretty strong opinions and I get tired of people telling me I’m narrow minded, judgmental, blah blah blah.  Whatever.  I’m sure if we inspected those people a little more closely, we’d find some ugly crap too.  Whatever. At least I’m upfront about who I am.  I never claimed to be perfect.  It’s a big reason why I hate most church functions or “jumping on the bandwagon” types of things.   So go back to preaching from the rooftops about how perfect you are and how God elected you.  While your at it, go pray in tongues for me since you are so enlightened to have such a gift and I’m not.  Barf.  I don’t even care.  If that is what Christianity is, I want out.

Today someone came on my other blog and made a comment about Jesus die hards and how they can’t shut their mouths.  She didn’t know I was a Christian.  I stood there for 25 minutes trying to reply back because 1) If I stated I was a Christian, she already thinks really low of them, and 2) I do not want to be grouped in with loud mouths, know-it-alls who think their crap doesn’t stink.  Sorry to inform you, but it smells!  I ended up replying, but still cringed when I posted it not knowing how she would take my reply.  It’s probably not a big deal, but I just am so frustrated with the “holier than thou” attitudes that I find in the church and even on Christian blogs.  It’s like we are just talking to other Christians.  What if a person who was not a Christian hopped over to our blog?  They’d quickly leave.  There is no humility anymore and I think that sucks.

Well anyway, that is my rant.  Feel free to post your 10 point sermon below about how I am angry, need more of Jesus, and should get the gift of tongues so I won’t grieve the Holy Ghost.  Oh and smile, Jesus loves you.

Technorati Tags: , ,

May 3rd, 2010

Why Christian advice sucks

by MB

I’m bothered by things I see with Christians.  Yeah, you can hate me.  I’ll survive.  Here’s my example before I go into what I’m trying to say:

Let’s say you weigh 200 pounds. Of course, this is completely unhealthy and you know you need to do something to change. So you hop on the internet and do a search and come across literally thousands of websites claiming they have the answer to help you lose weight. You ask your friends. They tell you about these great resources they used that saved their lives. They claim, if it wasn’t for this one product, they’d probably be dead. They say things like, “You just have to have better willpower” or “You can do it.  Just have faith in yourself!”  The problem is, you’ve been here before. It hasn’t helped. You know what you need to do, but really just need some encouragement. You need someone to give a crap. You need someone to say “Hey, I suck at this thing too but I’m here and I’ll walk alongside you and do it with you.” You don’t need another program, meeting, book, video, or name your stupid overpriced, over sold, over talked about product here.

All my life, encouragement (or lack thereof) has come in the form of this type of stuff.  You have a problem?  Here’s a pat answer: God loves you, just have faith, pray and God hears you, blah blah blah.  Oh, what’s that?  You struggle with depression?  Go on some meds!  It helped me! Or worse yet, “You have to read this book“.  And while all those things at some point DO in fact help, sometimes people don’t need another book to collect dust on their shelves or another uncaring phrase to make them feel even more unloved.  They just need people to say “I don’t have an answer.  All I have is me.“  And you know what?  That’s more than what they offered before that. In fact, that means the world to them.

Can you imagine if Jesus said these kinds of things to people?  “Oh sir, I’m sorry you are blind.  Maybe this new cane will help you.”  or “Sinful woman about to be stoned — just know that if you have enough faith, those stones might not hit you!”  Yeah, I’m sure that would have went over as well as a fart in church.  Seriously, people.

What if your daughter or son came up to you crying saying “I’m so sad.  My friends hate me.”  Would you tell them to have more faith, read a book, get this new program, join this club, watch this sermon?  Heck no!  You would hug your child, give some words of comfort and let them cry if they wanted to.  You would make sure they were ok before you let them go to do other things.  Why do Christians change the rules?  Why do they think its ok to treat people like inconveniences that some program can fix or some pat answer can get them to go away?

No wonder people don’t like Christians.  And honestly, I think I might disown that name and call myself something else.  I want no part in that kind of thing especially since I’ve been on the receiving end of it way too much.  Even friends that I have that I find annoying at some point in my life, I still treat better than that.  Why?  Because I know that words, even well meaning ones, can sting and turn into something worse.  They can turn into lies that lead to self hatred or the feeling that no one cares.  And that feeling sucks.  And while I don’t blame people for my feelings as I own them, they haven’t helped.

I honestly have no idea where I’m going with this except to say that we need to stop and think how we talk to people and treat them.  Are we really treating others as well as we would treat ourselves?  Are we really showing kindness to them above our own selfish motives?

Proverbs 18:21 “Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits.”

Technorati Tags: , ,

April 19th, 2010

Thoughts on Adoption

by MB

I was on Albert Mohler’s blog today reading about a woman who adopted from Russia, but then sent the child back.  His article focused on failed adoptions and compared it with the gospel message about God adopting us, which is eternal and irreversible.  His message was a good one.

However, I found myself getting hung up on this whole “returning child to Russia” thing.  If you are a new reader on this blog, then you probably don’t know that my husband and I had tried to adopt last year.  Our social worker was a cruel, mean lady.  She put us through the wringer.  Because we discipline our children *biblically*, she did everything but accuse us of child abuse.  We also homeschool.  Later I found out that social workers look for some red flags with abuse and one is homeschool; the other is  “corporal punishment” which is another nasty way of saying “I spank my kids”.   We decided having someone like this enter our home and questioning our kids (which is part of the adoption process) was not a good idea.  We couldn’t risk our children just to save one.  We felt God had closed this door.

With that said, I am shocked and surprised that this mother made it through the entire, grueling process of adopting only to say that it was too hard and that her adopted son didn’t love her so she was sending him back.  When we were going to adopt, we learned all about foster children and adoptive kids who were going to need extra special attention.  These kids were not always sweet. They had been through so much.  To this day, my heart sinks that our adoption didn’t work out.  I would have loved to take in a child, but I also realize that adoption isn’t always pretty.  These kids have been neglected, abused, and come with many special needs.  It isn’t that they can’t love.  It’s that they have never been loved.

It surprises me with all the classes and training and meetings with social workers, that this lady was given the OK to adopt.  It kind of makes me mad.  Our biggest flaw was that we spanked our kids.  Apparently this woman wanted a child that showed her affection and she wasn’t even willing to wait around to see the end results of that.  She threw in the towel and sent him back to where he came.  The family’s decision might cost future adoptions in Russia to cease.  In the least, adoption are on hold in Russia presently.

It’s times like these where I feel  the weight of how warped this world is.  I feel like right is wrong and good is bad.  I feel like values and morals and care are replaced by what is popular, feels good, and looks good.  It’s sad.  It breaks my heart.  I feel a little disappointed as I look inside myself and sometimes even think that things like this reflect on me or my family because our adoption fell through and failed.  I have feelings of how it isn’t fair.  What if we would have adopted that child?  I think that we would have done better if given the opportunity…and so many other thoughts travel through my mind about it all.

Mostly, I just feel sad for this child.  What will this do to him in the end?  What kind of life will this kid have now?  He was thrown away, unwanted, abandoned…by the people who were supposed to be prepared for all of it because that is the adoption law.  They failed him.  Sadly, I feel like as good as adoption is and can be, the system is failing both kids and prospective adoptive parents.  The laws are often too strict–anything from being too old, not married long enough, too many kids already, etc–and the financial burden is high.  Children who want to be adopted should be cute, well mannered, and lovable.  It’s like picking out a puppy from the pet shop.

Of course, there are plenty of adoptive parents who do not feel this way and somehow managed to make it through and adopt children, even children that require quite a bit of care.  I know God uses these families and I’m grateful for the work He is doing with adoptions around the globe.  Even so, I find that there are many messages about why Christians should adopt, but not nearly enough support for those that do.  If there was, maybe we would have been able to adopt (with wise counsel) and maybe this woman would have either never adopted, or chosen to keep her son(with strong support).  In the end, I realize its all in God’s capable hands and I pray that this child finds a home where he is both loved and cared for, as Christ calls us all to love.

Technorati Tags: ,

January 28th, 2010

2010 Prayer

by MB

I never really thought much about resolutions for 2010 because honestly, I’m always trying to set goals and live by them.  My goals aren’t the typical goals “eat better”, “lose weight”, “get my boss to notice me”…etc.  Instead, I set goals to keep moving toward the cross.  There are so many things that just take time away from Him.  We can let the littlest of things drag us away.  Lately, my little things include TV, computer, and obsessing too much over what people think of me or say about me.  Is God going to care about any of that?  If I update my blog for hours or leave piddly comments on facebook to people who never even read them instead of actually taking time to read the Word and dwell on it, is God going to be proud of me?

My main goal this year is to read through the Bible.  I already have a head start on it.  My hope is to get through the entire Bible.  I also want to memorize verses this year.  I tell my kids how important it is  to memorize, yet I don’t do it.  Hypocrite.  I have memorized some verses with them for school and they have stayed with me.  They speak to me when I need them.  It’s really an amazing thing to have scripture hidden in your heart.  It seems to repeat itself to me when I’m going through a situation where it fits.  So I make those things a priority.  Also, prayer.  Praying is so important, but I find it hard sometimes to do so.  I need to make time.  How can God really speak to us if we don’t let Him?

I say these things not because A, B, and C will make me a better Christian (although, it won’t hurt); I say it because I love God and want to know Him better.  I read Ray Ortlund’s blog the other day.  I think what he said is really good in regards to accepting Jesus.  I hope you will take time to read it as well.  I will end with a quote from his blog:

That kind of person can “accept Jesus” in either of two ways. One way is to invite him onto the committee. Give him a vote too. But then he becomes just one more complication. The other way to “accept Jesus” is to say to him, “My life isn’t working. Please come in and fire my committee, every last one of them. I hand myself over to you. Please run my whole life for me.” That is not complication; that is salvation.

Technorati Tags: , , ,

January 23rd, 2010

You are normal

by MB

I’ve been thinking a lot about suffering lately. Probably because I’m reading about it. Also because I’m enduring it. And more importantly, because I see others are also suffering and I wish I could help. Something Steve Saint wrote has stuck with me, “Sufferers want to be ministered to by people who have suffered”. This is so true.

I have seen people in “ministry” who lack compassion. I have seen others who have compassion, but lack common sense. I have been the recipient of well-meaning people telling me all kinds of things when I’ve been down in the dumps. Everything from “You need to see counselor”, to “maybe medication will help” and my all time favorite, “Just trust Jesus”. All of these things are not bad, but is that all I really need? Will my funk or depression really be cured if I do one of the above?

One time I was going through a major set-back. I seem to have them often and I lose focus quite easily. I just didn’t see the point of life at all and wondered why God even created me. I thought that my purpose was rather silly and even questioned my own security in Jesus. A well meaning friend told me to “just give it to God. He cares”. That really annoyed me. I know she meant well. I know she said all those words with everything she had because she wanted better. I have no doubts that her intent was pure. But words like that seem to fall on the ears of the depressed and instead of hearing sweetness, they hear “Lady, just get over it.”

Something really encouraged me this week as I was reading it. In Suffering and the Sovereignty of God, Dustin Shramek says something very thought provoking:

The pain of suffering is both dark and deep. This is crucial to see, for when we minimize the pain we fail to love others and we fail to honor God.

I have rarely felt that suffering is a good thing in my life. Whenever I’ve said anything, whether it be to a friend, a family member, a ministry worker, or a Bible Study leader — my feeling after sharing my vulnerabilities have always left me feeling less of a Christian. Shramek shares his own suffering:

This was certainly what my wife and I experienced after our son Owen died in 2003. We were living in the Middle East, and as Kellie went into labor we were medically evacuated to Istanbul, Turkey, where premature babies have a better chance of survival. He was born October 3, but he only lived for twenty minutes. I saw him kicking and moving and heard him give one little cry, but that was it. Our firstborn was dead….Many people said things to us like, “Look to Jesus! Trust in his promises. He does care for you. You need to get in the Word and pray and fight for your joy. You need to talk with others about this and have them pray for you.” We knew that this is true and right; yet, when we were overwhelmed with grief, it felt hollow and unhelpful. We needed to know that they too had been changed by our pain; that, in some sense, it was also their pain. We don’t love others in the midst of this kind of pain by pretending that it isn’t all that bad or by trying to quickly fix it with some pat theological answers. We love them by first weeping with them. It is when we enter into their pain and are ourselves changed by it that we can speak the truth in love. When their pain becomes our pain (as Paul said, “If one member suffers, all suffer together” [1 Cor. 12:26]), we are able to give the encouragement of the Scriptures.

He goes on to talk about how we can become “grief-avoiders”, trying to escape any kind of pain or hurting so we never have to feel bad. I can so relate to that. Who likes to feel bad? Who likes to suffer? We can’t be grief-avoiders. We have to deal with the pain. We know that Christians suffer, but we must think about what that suffering is. It is painful and hard and lonely. We question God. We question ourselves. But we are not the only ones who have done so.

One of the finishing paragraphs of the chapter says this:

Why is the depth of Christ’s pain significant for us? Because “we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin” (Heb 4:15). In the midst of our pain we may feel alone and believe that no one has hurt as badly as we hurt. But it isn’t true. Jesus Christ has felt such pain; Indeed, he has felt pain that would have destroyed us. He is able to sympathize. “Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need” (Heb. 4:16).

Suffering is normal. Pain is normal. Being down in the dumps is normal. God doesn’t want us to stay there, but He also wants us to know that we are not crazy, weird Christians who are going to lose our salvation because we don’t feel joyful.  Psalm 88 is proof that Christians suffer, but if you read this Psalm, you will find that David, even while in pain, never stops talking to God.  No matter what we are dealing with, let us not be silent.  God hears us.  Let us be like David, when he says “O LORD, the God who saves me, day and night I cry out before you.”  In the midst of your pain, don’t be afraid to talk to God.  He knows your heart and what you are going through.  He loves you.

Technorati Tags: , , , , ,