Written by Michael
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I’m tired of being lectured to.  I’m tried of people giving me the answers.  I’m tired of being down on my luck and the church telling me, “It’s okay, Jesus loves you,”  “God is always there,”  “Have you prayed about it?”  

After hearing this time and time again it’s no wonder that I didn’t like to go to church anymore.  I think a lot of people are displaced because of people always knowing the answers and how to make you life better.   It seems that people would rather feed others a line instead of actually talking to them about their problems. 

I was once involved in a small bible study/Christian centered social group that met on a weekly basis.  At one meeting a girl shared that her grandfather had died during the week and was feeling pretty low.  Instead of comforting her and saying that that they were sorry to hear it, or asking how old was he, or how did it happen,  or what kind of relationship did you have with him?  The leader decided some how that the best thing to ask was “ Do you know if he was a Christian?”  I was aghast.  The girl replied, “He didn’t go to church, so I don’t know if he was.”  Then the leader had the nerve to say, “We’ll pray for his soul.”   WHAT THE HELL!?!  How bloody insensitive can these people be? The girl was obviously hurting and instead of offering comfort they offered additional stress that maybe her grandfather wasn’t saved and maybe they could petition God to take mercy on his soul. 

This is just a guess now, but I’m quite positive  Jesus and God do not pick and choose whom they accept into loving arms.  But I’ll tell you what.  It sure seems that a lot of “Christians” pick and choose whom they love and whom God can love.  I’m sure they think I’m going to hell too.  I haven’t been saved.   I’m OK with the mystery that is God.  I don’t need answers I need someone who can listen and tell me things are rough and just to hang in there.  God is there whether mentioned or not.  Don’t force God on me to alleviate your responsibility of being a friend. 

I’m tired of that crap.