Warning: I am about to pick on modern Christianity.
We recently had house guests of the earnest, emo Christian variety. Lovely people. Not *my* people, but lovely nonetheless.
First, let me object in principle to any form of Christianity that doesn’t pay attention to kindness in all things, including meat consumption. I’m not a vegetarian, but I’m not a fan of meat either. Pigs in particular freak me out. They are very similar to people physiologically, they are super intelligent, and commercial pig farming is an abomination. Even if you aren’t against the big farm practices on ethical grounds, consider this: stress and fear are physiological reactions. There is chemistry that floods any living creature that is in fear. The animal gets slaughtered after living an entire life in stress and sadness, at the height of its fear response. You think those hormones don’t soak into the meat? I got enough to be afraid of, thanks. I don’t want to eat another creature’s fear too.
What I’m saying is that I stop buying your Christian Kindness the second I find out it doesn’t extend to your diet.
Second. What does “worthy is thy name” even mean? And how is it more meaningful when it is sung in an emo dirge at 10:00 on a Sunday morning? Modern “praise” music is a seething hotbed of drivel littered with random capitalization in the complete absence of proper nouns. I need my words to mean something.
Third. This urge to “save” people. What is it for? It can’t be for the person you’ve deemed in need of saving. I go back to Ashana, who talks about withness in ways far more eloquent than I am capable of. (Read this for a start, but be forewarned. If you get too far into her blog, you’re going to find out exactly how awful people can be. You’ll also find out how much a spirit can endure, but it is entirely possible you’ll never be the same.) No, saving someone is something you do for yourself. Because it makes *you* feel good. You save someone because you have this way you think someone else’s life should be and you think you know better than them. You save someone because you like what it says about you. If you were serious about doing something for someone, you’d just be *with* them as they figure out how to save themselves. You believe that they know what needs to be done to get them where they want to go. And you agree that you’re going to be with them, without judgment, for as long as it takes.
That is all, thanks.