So I got into a conversation with a friend last night, and he asked a question that I didn't have an answer for. His question was "When did you develop your religious views? When did you "become Christian?"
I didn't really have a come back answer for him, at least not to say that I already had something thought out, because the fact of the matter is that I'm not really sure what it means to be Christian.
I follow Jesus Christ because I believe in my heart, and I've just known from childhood that he is the King, the Lord, and at the very least, the greatest thing to ever happen... Ever...
The problem I guess with that is I've just always known. The only connection I can really give that anybody would ever understand is closely related to a statement that Adolf Hitler made in his book Mein Kampf; "If you tell somebody something long enough, they will believe it."
How that plays out is kind of crazy. At time's I'm thankful to have been told from a very young age that Jesus Christ is Lord, yet other times I'm discontented because I feel like I don't have any other choice then to believe it because I wasn't raised with any other belief system, or an opportunity to even consider the possibility that any other existence could be possible.
I started that statement correctly because more often then not, I am thankful to know that Jesus Christ is The King in ways that most people can't really comprehend.
At times, when I'm able to comprehend this existence in it's totalliay, and not just from the perspective I have, everything - EVERYTHING Jesus said makes complete sense and when I can even remotely comprehend just a few of his statements, it just brings me to my knees and I become so amazed at his wisdom, and shocked that he walked so long ago and yet knew what he did that I'm just thankful to have in my heart the knowledge that on my last day of life, and first day of eternity, he will be my judge and nobody else.
That's based off my new understanding of the fact that Jesus Christ is Lord, and only God can judge me, so why would I care about anybody else's judgement?
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Fight Club
Fight Club was a movie that came out back in 1995.
It was a movie about a guy that got involved in support groups because he was lonely I guess for a lake of better descriptive words.
For the most part, and this is just what I get when I watch the movie, but you kinda get this idea that the main character (who's name is never given) spent the first part of his life just doing what his father who divorced his mother when he was young, suggested that he do.
Finnish high school, go to college, get a job, get married.
The last suggestion from his father he didn't follow, and he makes the comment; "We're a generation of men, raised by women. I don't think another woman is what we need" to kind of justify not following that suggestion.
The beginning of the movie kind of paints the general idea of what his life is like. He lives in a condo by himself, and his hobbies are collecting and believing in "Versatile Solutions for Modern Living." A home exercise bike, dish sets, silverware, entertainment center, rugs, sofa, towels...
Crap we're told we should be interested in, because that's what real people are interested in..
The rest of the movie is about an imaginary friend he starts hanging out with, who changes his life and also partakes in a "mission" to change the world, regardless if the world wants it or not.
I think the biggest attraction I had for the movie came from the fact that I didn't want to become who the main character was at the beginning of the movie. I didn't want to be the guy that sat a lone in his condo all the time, and just wished that his life was different. I didn't want to be the guy that sat a lone on his couch watching TV and was convinced that something fun was going on some where. Something worth wild, and something worth living for was happening, and it was happening some where else.
With everything I've done to resist that, all the energy and focus I put into not becoming that guy, that's exactly who I've become. Only it's not a condo, it's a room that I'm renting from a friend that I met in a support group over a year ago. And I don't sit in front of a TV wishing my life was better, I sit in front of a computer wishing I could do something, or find some kind of answer as to why I hate my life, or prove to be useful in some why... Just some kind of meaning... something..
In the movie, the main character ran into some kind of imaginary friend... but that's just a movie.
It was a movie about a guy that got involved in support groups because he was lonely I guess for a lake of better descriptive words.
For the most part, and this is just what I get when I watch the movie, but you kinda get this idea that the main character (who's name is never given) spent the first part of his life just doing what his father who divorced his mother when he was young, suggested that he do.
Finnish high school, go to college, get a job, get married.
The last suggestion from his father he didn't follow, and he makes the comment; "We're a generation of men, raised by women. I don't think another woman is what we need" to kind of justify not following that suggestion.
The beginning of the movie kind of paints the general idea of what his life is like. He lives in a condo by himself, and his hobbies are collecting and believing in "Versatile Solutions for Modern Living." A home exercise bike, dish sets, silverware, entertainment center, rugs, sofa, towels...
Crap we're told we should be interested in, because that's what real people are interested in..
The rest of the movie is about an imaginary friend he starts hanging out with, who changes his life and also partakes in a "mission" to change the world, regardless if the world wants it or not.
I think the biggest attraction I had for the movie came from the fact that I didn't want to become who the main character was at the beginning of the movie. I didn't want to be the guy that sat a lone in his condo all the time, and just wished that his life was different. I didn't want to be the guy that sat a lone on his couch watching TV and was convinced that something fun was going on some where. Something worth wild, and something worth living for was happening, and it was happening some where else.
With everything I've done to resist that, all the energy and focus I put into not becoming that guy, that's exactly who I've become. Only it's not a condo, it's a room that I'm renting from a friend that I met in a support group over a year ago. And I don't sit in front of a TV wishing my life was better, I sit in front of a computer wishing I could do something, or find some kind of answer as to why I hate my life, or prove to be useful in some why... Just some kind of meaning... something..
In the movie, the main character ran into some kind of imaginary friend... but that's just a movie.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Better days
So I've had an interesting last few days, but the really cool part is the fact that I've noticed that it took everything that happened in the weeks preceding the past few days to make up the past few days, and it took 27 years of living in order to experience those last few weeks.
Everything happens for a reason, and everything happens in God's time.
I can't really explain most of the stuff I've learned with out putting more thought into it, and at the moment I'm a bit busy getting some of the things done that I've learned that I should do in order to keep on keeping on! :)
I wanted to post this picture, and say these words before I headed out the door, but hopefully soon I'll have all the information I need (and be in the right mindset) to post a video later today.
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