I obviously get why from their perspective this makes sense; but love the casual insult of it all. I'm just over here living a totally normal life (by any rational standard) and yet for people who supposedly care about me - I'm a cautionary tale.
"Careful, don't read too many textbooks or you might start using Sunday mornings to go for hikes, listening to metal, and attending movie theaters!!" * gasp *
I've had some of my best spiritual moments in the forest or hiking the mountains or running miles through the trails. That church is simply a building like any other!
Time to leave but not go anywhere Change the scene within my head Of too many gods, pols, and prayers I think they would be better off dead. Change the scene, change the scene, Just how do I change the scene? And get back to the real of the Living and the dead? Leave my head. Instead. I find myself most spiritual when There are no Christians herding about. Their certainty like a political din Scares the heaven out of me, no doubt, If I listen to them. Turn them off, blackout. Time to checkout Bailout