Did you pick the right religion?
Hardly anyone asks that question anymore. Mostly it seems that people pretty much don’t care what religion you claim to follow – they’ll put up with anything. Then along comes this nasty little religion called Christianity and it thinks it has the other ones beat. In fact it claims to be the only way. Oh no who invited the elephant to the party. Quick put away the china something’s gonna get broke!
The party is going along swell as long everyone can keep their religious convictions to themselves. Nobody minds too much. But if you’ve got some guy making claims about his being the only way well “Houston we have a problem…”
And it’s not the kind of problem that just goes away after a few lagers. If you are gonna set yourself up as the only right way. Not only will you be telling somebody else they are wrong – shoot you gotta tell everybody else they are wrong.
And even if Christianity is the big white elephant in the room – the odds are stacked against it with everybody in the room being made out to be wrong. I feel a rumble coming on…
But let’s stop and figure out how we got into this mess.
Christianity – the elephant – used to be the dude with all the power. Everybody thought just like the elephant. The elephant ran the government – it ran the schools – it ran the community Kinettes meeting on Tuesday night. If you didn’t think and act like the elephant – you couldn’t possibly be right. Easy!
Christianity made two fatal errors – it got complacent and it got personal. Since it ran everything – it saw no reason to change the way it thought about life. (Now a funny thing about that is if you met a 35 year old guy and he still behaved and thought the same way he was when he was 10 you’d call him dysfunctional). In fact not changing became one of the most important things Christianity could possibly aspire to doing. After all it had control over everything and God must have given it control over everything so it stood to reason that if Christianity would change the way it thought and acted it would lose all the power. And that would be bad. So when other people started showing up and talking about other ways to find truth they were dismissed completely – even if what they believed was actually the same thing or even closer to reality (example: flat earth round earth). So when the elephant finally woke up and realized that it had all these things in common with other religions (things like peace, and love) or worse yet that somebody might be closer to the truth than the official Christian position – it realized it was in danger. Not of being wrong but of losing power. Something had to be done. All of a sudden the elephant was ready to change. It could change almost anything in order to make it different enough from the other religious/secular voices. But with so many competing voices the elephant realized it would just keep whittling itself down to nothing so along came strategy number two.
Make it personal. First of all you make Christianity completely provable and you build a solid wall with well seasoned arguments. Then what you with it is convince people to accept your propositions. And then whammo they were labelled. They were Christians and apparently that was happening mostly in the heart of the individual person. Jesus was/is your personal saviour. And if a person could put all the right pieces of the spiritual code together in the right sequence they got to be in. That seemed to work for a long time.
But back at our party things are getting ugly.
The guy in the corner says, “if your Jesus is your personal saviour why don’t you leave him there and stop bothering the rest of us with your view points?”
Another girl says, “yeah and by the sounds of it we really think the same thing anyway so why are you making such a big deal about it?”
The DJ stops his music and shouts, “yeah I thought you were supposed to be about love and peace and stuff so why are you yelling at me for being a homosexual?”
Seems to me the elephant has lost control. And worse yet nobody even wants him at the party. So here you go write a happy ending to this tail of an elephant…
Will he wonder off into the sunset tail between his legs and moan and groan about how terrible things are?
Will he step on the DJ and then round hose kick the other party animals back into place?
Will he have a sex change, lose weight, marry the donkey in the corner and forget he/she ever believed anything at all?
Will he stamp his feet and pout and cry till he falls into the basement?
Go ahead you can do it…
Tell me how this story ends