Dear Reader,
What is the purpose of life? This question has been fought over since the beginning of time. For some, life didn't matter unless you found power. For others, simply existing is the main purpose. For me, it is faith based. My purpose in this world is to help as many people as I possibly can and to worship my God. Now, I have this purpose for my life. It's what I believed in my whole life. Is it right for someone else to ignore me, to judge me, to criticize me for my faith? I don't know if you've noticed Reader, but more and more people are turning atheist. Which is fine for them; I have no qualms with their beliefs. What I have a problem with, is when an atheist feels the need to state their beliefs and then tell me that I'm hateful for being a Christian. That my faith somehow makes me a terrible person. No one's beliefs makes them a terrible human, unless you're like a Nazi or something. Christianity isn't cool or even acceptable anymore. I don't want to be scared to admit I'm a Christian. I don't want to be cast out because of my faith. The irony is, atheists I have seen seemed to think that Christians are shunning them, especially homosexuals. But the way they describe us Christians makes us seem like monsters. I have never met a Christian who would physically or verbally assault a homosexual because of their sexuality. Love is love. We get that, so don't just assume every faith person you meet is avidly against gays or atheists. And in return, Reader, I believe that people should stop making Christianity seem like a bad thing. Like we're all boring, goody-two shoes with nothing to do with our lives. We have fun. Why does no one get that? We don't have sticks up our butts. We lie, we cheat, we steal. We sin. The difference between us and others is that we ask for forgiveness. I promise Christians aren't all white southern families. We are just regular people. Get over it.
Why did this come up? Well Reader, I wear a lot of rubber bracelets. Today in biology we were dissecting pigs (extremely gross by the way) so
I took off my bracelets. At the end of the lab, I started to put them on. My friend, let's call him Aaron, grabbed one of my bracelets. Written on the bracelet was a bible verse. Automatically, Aaron stopped talking. He put the bracelet down and walked away.Aaron was reminded of my religion and that made him wary. We have freedom of religion in this country.
So I should be allowed to follow whatever God I choose. No one should ignore me for my beliefs. Right?
Maybe I'm just ranting.
Sincerely,
Rae
"Greater love has no one than this, to lay down one's life for one's friends." - Jesus, John 13:15
(Oh look a bible verse. Sue me.)
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Non-FictionWhy live life like everyone else when you can be original? This is me, Rachel, a sixteen year old girl, a sophomore in high school, and an aspiring performer. Life is crazy. So go ahead and read all about me. This Rachel has no mask.
