kryptonitemonkey | More to come.

I have decided that I shall no longer not really talk about this: I am a christian, and I don't especially cares who knows or doesn't. I wouldn't say I'm proud about being one, but that's not because I don't think it's bad to be one, I just think that it is a decision that everyone should make, period. Pride should have nothing to do with it. "Oh, I'm a Catholic; oh, I'm a protestant; oh I'm such and such," big f'ing deal.
I could give a flying fuck what little peculiarities people have, or whether they think they deserve to be proud of what they are, be it christian or not. The way I was raised, it's not that you're trying to be better than anyone, it's that you are trying to save your soul from hell. I believe 99.9% that when a person dies, they are judged, and go to where they deserve to be, and the only way that a person gets to go to heaven is through Jesus, period. Now, I'm sure that people pre-christ were subjected to the requirements that they were given, but now, the rules have been set; either a person goes through christ, or they fall short. I also believe that there might be different rules for those who have never heard of Jesus, but for everyone else, there should be no excuses. No deciding that buddhism might suit your lifestyle better, or that simply acting the right way will work, or that God'll understand because it's inconvenient.
I'm not just a christian because the fear of going to hell either, although that's always a consideration. I have found that my life, while not perfect by any means, is so very much more fulfilling than any other. I believe, and it has made my life so much better for it. I am comforted in the thought that I am never alone, and that sometimes God can help. I can't count the number of times when simple prayer has come true. I believe He even saved my family's life once, but that's not important. I may have sucky days like everyone else, but in the end, I don't care. I don't even fear death anymore, which is not to say that I don't fear the pain involved in the process of death, but I don't fear actually dying. When people die, even those that I love deeply, such as my grandparents, I have a hard time trying to feel sad because I know that I'll see them again someday and that death is nothing.

I shall write more on this later, explaining myself further, but the thing is, I find it hard to believe that so many people would be willing to give up so much, just to have a moment or two of fun here, especially when so often it turns out that the fun is not really fun at all, but merely an attempt to fill the emptiness that so many feel and try to fill. I'm not just blowing smoke, I know firsthand how so many people feel empty and don't truly feel complete until they find God.