Sunday, April 23, 2006

Bigger than Jesus

On friday night I took a break from all my paper writing and studying to go see Bigger than Jesus at the Citadel. Judging by the title it promised to be a night comedy that ultimately got you to question your beliefs (if you are Christian at all... I am not a Christian so really it just promised to be funny) and funny it was. I'm sure it angered some of the more devout Christians in the audience but that was it. It was meant to stimulate thought on how we've allowed the concept of Jesus Christ to become bigger than he really is. All it did was give me a 75 minute history lesson on his life, which I knew about anyways. For the more misinformed (like the 2/3rds of Americans who believed Jesus was a Christian and speaks through their nation's leader *roll eyes here*) I suppose it could have been interesting but in the end he (the actor... little h) did little to stimulate thought. We've fought wars in his name, there are bumper stickers, christmas carols, t-shirts etc etc. All for what? Is this who Jesus is? What has he become?

Personally, I believe in my morality. It's not Jeus, God, the Holy Spirit or Tom Jones. It's just me, and I understand that my life is but a flash in the pan on this cosmic joke of a planet. I probably won't make a difference to anyone but those who I love and love me in return. And that's okay. I'm not going to change the world, because really what's the point? Of course, there are those like Bob who sincerely believe they are more moral than anyone on the planet (probably including Jesus Christ if he were still alive) and that laws shouldn't apply to them because their morality guides them but they fail to realize that their outlook on life will guide their morality and ultimately their decisions. I am pro-choice and I do not believe that a women's right to choose equates her to the holocaust or hitler or the KKK or whatever else the extreme pro lifers want to equate pro choicers to. I find it funny that they are so insecure in their beliefs that competing beliefs threaten them. This goes for any topic area/controversy whatever. I wish people would sit up and realize that they cannot make decisions for other people and they can't judge them especially if they've never been in that situation themselves. Just because they don't agree with you, doesn't make them wrong. And really when the pro-lifers/ Mormons/ Extremists (pick any noun you find appropriate and insert here) are going door to door they tell everyone that God is forgiving and benevolent. But they tell the pro-choicers/ anyone who does anything they don't agree with they're going to burn in the eternal fires of hell and swim with rabid dogs. So is your God a vengeful God? Because if he is, I don't think you're Christian, I think you're Jewish.

I also find it funny how many people are Sunday Christians. You tell me you belive in God and Jesus you observe Advent and Lent, you don't eat fish on Fridays you've been baptised, gone for confession, and partaken in the Eucharist. You're not really a Christian. Up until the age of 13 I participated in all of the above (except the fish thing) because I went to a Catholic school and was forced. I prayed every morning and sang the national anthem not to the flag but to the cross. None of this makes me a Christian. I've been to temple, made offerings and mediated with monks but that doesn't make me Buddhist (much to my Mother's chagrin).

So here's the big question for you: What makes you you? Do you truly know or are you doing what your parents have always told you? And if so, why are you so afraid to question them? And why is it so bad if you can't define what you believe?

What if I just believe in myself?

Monday, April 17, 2006

Update

I wrote a post a few days ago, but ultimately decided it was too personal and so I didn't post it. I may edit it and post it later, who knows? I am writing my 392 paper and it is going well for now, I'm going to spend all day tomorrow running stats and hopefully be able to finish it up by tomorrow night. If not, I guess I'm not studying for the final. Writing this blog is making me feel guilty for not working on my paper, so to ease my conscience I'm going to go now. I hope I live through this. In the end I'm sure it will make me a better person, but right now I'm just trying to survive.