Holy SHIT!!!

I was talking to a friend of mine and it just dawned on me, like a light bulb in my cerebellum, about a possible explanation for the popular verse about man’s righteousness being like filthy rags…

The answer is in shit…

Now, not as a swear word…but shit, fecal matter….

Maybe even from a running stomach that has just had lots of churned vegetables… and hence has strange colors from the parts the body did not break down completely

Hold on a sec….stay with me…

Stay with me…

Good boy….good girl….good…good

Moving on…

Now get that ‘piece of shit’ and put it on china…or your best silver ware…
And then, as morbid as it sounds, add decorations to that piece of poo.

Maybe a good portion of well-browned sausages… now, some ketchup, even some fries….
Perhaps little bits of peas would add up just fine…

What is worse than raw filth? The answer is simple

Garnished filth

The mental process that creates it and the end result are disgustingly morbid, disturbingly creepy…and revoltingly dark

Hence…

It is the reason why many people will never be able to stand “Christians” or the average ‘do-gooder’ who wants to try and “help” people with his convictions of what ‘God is really like’ or ‘the best approach’ to living life and all other such ‘righteous’ humbug.

It is the reason why scriptural verses, thrown around like confetti of beans, are met with disgust and leave a deep-seated feeling of distaste in the mouth because though we may not be deeply ‘spiritual’, each man, made in the image of his maker can sense, in some deep primal way, the difference between false and true and can sniff the putrid stench of slime underneath the smoke screen of high-sounding “godly” rhetoric…

Tony Campolo said “Jesus is about unconditional love and being willing to sacrifice…and if you don’t like the game, then join another religion”

Simple

So before I start sounding like some crazed prophet about to flog people with my theological whip, my simple question is, why do people find it so hard to just live their lives based on their convictions without trying to forcefully (or “manipulating-ly” (“grammatics” mine!)) choke it down the rather tender throat of others…and always in the name of “good intention” or “God”?


Talk about “holy shit!”

Reflections on the Christ

Reflections on the Christ

If Jesus walked the earth today, he would be described as a weird carpenter’s son who ‘woke up’ one morning and told the world, ‘Hey guys, I am God!’

Months later, he does a marathon on water, changes bowls of water to Chrystal champagne at a friend’s wedding, hangs out with a bunch of randomly selected guys he picked from everywhere and anywhere and has a crazy charisma that drew people to him – though like Jean Wycleff (musician) said, ‘everyman’s got disciples’

But he didn’t stop there

He seemed so anti-establishment, perhaps he played, on his iPod, tunes from System of a Down with a mischievous grin on his face as they belted out tunes against organised entities...but with a deeper understand than they had of how things were meant to be.

And to the chagrin of the Scribes and Pharisees, he had enough brains to back up his abstract way of thinking, enough information to keep them stumped and enough courage to walk in the path of purpose that one, many times, becomes pariah as they walk along.

The bible may have many things that are difficult to understand, but I find the character of Jesus fascinating. What I also find as fascinating is how people fall in awe and reverence and laud his works as though if he walked the earth today they would have had ANYTHING to do with this man whose way of thinking was almost the opposite of the norm.

For some reason, he did not do the ceremonial washing like the standard Jews, did not bother to force his disciples to fast, seemed to thrash the laws of Moses with his advocacy of renouncing the principles of ‘Eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth’, let the woman caught in adultery go free and escape a ‘mild’ stoning - to death (How could he?!!!! Lol….and by the way, where was the man??? Beats me!), and declares to his devoted audience the most bizarre concept that would have frightened even the most ardent goth – “You must eat my flesh and drink my blood!!!!”

As you may have noticed, the bible censors the vocal reaction of the crowd. Some must have said the F-word of their day. I would, have if I was there, and smacked myself for my ardent devotion to a closet-cannibal!

But while you wonder why he seemed to be the man he was, one sentence of his explains so much of that reasoning.
“My kingdom is not of this world”

One man is like a needle point in the world, in terms of size, and the world is like a needle point in our galaxy and our milky way, in the universe, is way too small – but somehow we tend to forget and see all of life through our very small eyes.

But in fairness, the cow will never comprehend calculus.

We tend to measure everything by our myopic standards, our views of life, or people, of what we think God is like. Like a friend said in a discussion, we put people in boxes and label them, because we do not understand them…and we do not appreciate them and the diversity they bring to life.

All around, creation screams of the design seen in the patterns of the leopard skin, the laugh of the annoying hyena, the crawl of the turtle, the eyes of the snail, the budding of the hydra, the cheekiness of the monkey, the toadstool and mushroom in comparison to the bamboo tree that embraces the ‘heavens’, the snow covered peaks of Tibet and the extreme heat of the Mojave, the eyes of the Chinese, the dark skin of the African, the swagger of the Blonde, all speaking of one thing – the designer had diversity in mind.

It is from this point that I see the man, Jesus.

Misunderstood so many times, but true to himself, true to his cause – and unflinching in his purpose. He was a man in the true sense of the word, with enough strength to hold back strength, and not because of fear, but because strength has different levels.

So think deeply about how you see the world, about how you never really choose who you are or where you are born or how you are shaped…and how whoever or wherever you are, you are alright, if you strive to stay true and align your life to that truth that always quietly speaks through the cacophony of life on fading earth.

Still…

If Jesus walked the earth today, he would be described as a weird carpenter’s son who ‘woke up’ one morning and told the world, ‘Hey guys, I am God!’