Sunday: A Day of the Weak

© Religion Erased

On the next fateful Sunday, many will worship. The title of this post is not aimed to accuse anyone of emotional weakness, I know there are many out there suffering the loss of loved ones, including myself. It is aimed at those capable of thinking and opt not to.

 

Three Christians travelling from London asked me this question recently: “Do I go to church?” I was at work, so was verbally bound whilst representing a business. It wasn’t the time nor place to reply or have a deeper discussion; not that I agree with that.

 

They jumped into a taxi. The floodgates opened and a wave of potential responses would have had Noah shaking in his sandals. The mental shackles were lifted and the conversation that could have been played out in imaginary dialogue. That’s the life we live. Speaking about or against religion is taboo and therefore instinctively I did not say anything. If I was outside of work? Definitely. For the next hour or so hindsight proved to be wonderful and inspired me to write about it.

 

You can socialbly trash-talk over who supports the best football team or listens to the best music. Why should I hold back on religion? I guess it means much more than that. The funny thing is, whichever deity you believe in, I am sure said God could squash me like a fly. God has an undeniably unfair advantage.
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