Deal with it


“I don’t believe in God. So I will use the words of this God I do not believe in, to prove to you that you there is no God. “ Bullshit is rampant across every label of faith.

It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of God.

You have money? How do you reconcile that with being “a person of faith” when there is such poverty in the world? How can you preach “love to all men” and go home to a nice house – in your nice car – in your nice clothes – to your nice family dinner?

How hard it is for the rich to enter the kingdom of God!

Even you own God says so. You have money and you tell me how to live? I haven’t a penny to rub together! Give me your money and then we will talk about “love for all men”.

Go, sell everything you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven.

Game set and match! Prove it – prove to me that you are “a person of faith” – I am poor – give me your wealth. Then I might listen.

Money. Guilt. Let’s all be poor together.

Bullshit!

I am rich in words. You are rich in reading ability. You are rich in health. You are rich in ill-health. You are rich in artistic gifts. You are rich in practical gifts. You are rich in no gifts. You are rich in blunt speaking. You are rich in silence. You are rich in street smarts. You are rich in seeing the best in all. You are rich in arrogance. You are rich in being a victim. You are rich in judgement. You are rich in intuition. You are rich in analysis. You are rich in having no choice. You are rich in something. You are rich. I am rich. We are all rich in something.

Because wealth is not simply the £ or $ – or any another currency – symbol.

You are complete asshole? Deal with it.

You are a goody-two-shoes? Deal with it.

“One thing you lack …” Deal with it … “Then come, follow me. ”

You are blind to what is important. You are deaf to what is wise. You are dumb to so much.

Deal with it.

(In the news today I read about a website targeting those in a committed relationship. Specifically women. The strapline: “Life’s too short. Have an affair.” The justification: we have tackled racism and every other ism in society. That last challenge to be conquered is “fidelity”. We claim freedom from fidelity.)

This is not another “atheist bashing blog post” – bullshit is rampant across all labels of faith/belief.

We are gifted in something (maybe just in bullshit). But probably in many things. That IS wealth. That IS riches. That IS all of us.

How do you deal with it? Because being a selfish bastard scares others. And where there is fear – love cannot.

Whatever your “belief” – in whatever you put your “faith” – in whatever comes first in your life – if it is not love without condition – is not love that is liberating and empowering – love that regards each as sacred – love that has power – love that desires to enrich – love that is the most loving personal discipline …

Deal with it.

Jesus looked at him and loved him. “One thing you lack,” he said. “Go, sell everything you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.” At this the man’s face fell. He went away sad, because he had great wealth. Jesus looked around and said to his disciples, “How hard it is for the rich to enter the kingdom of God!” The disciples were amazed at his words. But Jesus said again, “Children, how hard it is to enter the kingdom of God! It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of God.” The disciples were even more amazed, and said to each other, “Who then can be saved?” Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but not with God; all things are possible with God.” Mark 10:21-27

Love is the answer. Now what’s your poison?

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17 thoughts on “Deal with it

  1. I love curse words something I was never, still not (My husband, “denine you should be better than that) able to use much. But I like to think of them, as you used them here – sentence enhancers. besides, even if I don’t say them I am thinking them. Seems minor in comparison to stealing, killing, and destroying each other. Example- “I Love you, so I am compelled by God to tell you how what and awful sinner you are. Its obvious to everyone your have “issues.” me- oh, thank you so much. No one has every told me that before. I am feeling so much better, Asshole (sentence enhancer). LOL

    • Hiya Denine – and thank you! They are one element of vocab I always ponder before adding. You call them “sentence enhancers” – for others they are sentence detractors. As far as I can tell, our Lord and Father is not quite as shocked by them as we like to be (there is rarely a dig in the ribs as He looks over my shoulder – and when there is, they are deleted).

      And you have prompted a thought: one of the things He absolutely insists on is making each post “as easy to read” as possible. Often there are so many edits for ever fiddlier small changes that I start to get really frustrated. And yet – as I save one more update and the screen pops up again – it will frequently land on just one more typo or confusing sentence. I have given up complaining (and I am not a perfectionist anymore) but simply go along with Him – even though I sigh a little!

      Which – unintentionally I hope – also puts into “writing context” any “rude words” that do appear 🙂

      • Sometimes I think they fall under straining out gnats and swallowing a camel.
        I know when I write I am so concerned about what I am saying I miss all the editing, and I am far from a trained writer as shocking as that my be. Lol He keeps telling me to write one day then read it over the next day. But I get impatient. I know it does effect the way some people receive it though. He told me it was fast food compared to a sit down meal. I need to take more time. I should listen better. : )

        • You have touched on something really important for me. I have found my faith in Him and “surrendering to Him” to have grown massively through no more than sitting at a keyboard and typing. He has stretched my comfort zones through saying “yes” or “no” or “(silence)” …

          Lord do you really want me to write this stuff? I even hate reading this topic when others write and post it – it is so divisive – so unhelpful! … “yes” – You sure … “yes” – how does it help You or anyone … “(silence)” – Okay Lord, I am doing it.

          So I have spent two hours writing this and it goes in the trash … “yes” – Lord this is good stuff … “(silence)”

          So many examples. So clear. And sometimes so faint. His voice. My surrender. All without moving from this chair I sit in. And the oddest thing? In “real life” it is applying more and more. Stretched comfort zones, listening, surrendering with love (out of love and because of love). Weird!! 🙂

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