I am not against Jesus. I like most of the things he said. Some of the things he said are fantastic. According to Jesus,
even if I don’t do a darn thing, especially
if I don’t do a darn thing, I’m going to have a bucketful of fine clothes or
the metaphoric equivalent of free wordly goods. (ref. Consider the lillies of
the field. They toil not neither
do they spin but even Solomon in all his glory is not arrayed as one of these.)
Is it blasphemous to write about
Jesus in this attitudinal way? I don't think so. I think Jesus likes a current vernacular interpretation. I think
Jesus would even like a Hollywood Roast where people would make tasteless jokes
about him. Like the song says, Jesus was way cool. I think Jesus would laugh louder than anyone and when he took the
podium, he’d give as good as he got.
What I think Jesus doesn’t like are the samplers
that have invaded my Facebook page to the point where I am reminded every half inch what a slug I am about religion or being good even though I am a slug about religion and being good.
My Facebook page has been hijacked by too many inspirational messages. They've lost their punch. The constant nudging is wearing me down. Where are my peeps? Where are my Christopher Hitchens ironic groupies? Where is my rightful place on this earth?

My friend Sandra and I play this game called “Why didn’t
they ask us?” When some product, or game show, or movie or social pastime or
Katie Couric’s impending talk show goes down in flames, we call each other up
and say, “Why didn’t they ask us?” Right now, I’m predicting that despite all
the hype about Facebook’s IPO being the event of the decade, Facebook is going
down. Who even understands all that Timeline crapola. Who chose my profile gallery of pictures? Who cares about
that anyway? Btw why did Bravo give Kathy Griffin a talk show? She was doing just fine with stand up. Going down. Why did Oprah give up being the most powerful person on earth to spearhead a network? Going down.
This last pix compels me to say: "Oh, now you tell me."
This has nothing to do with anything. I just liked these super alert family of Meerkats.
In case I'm all wrong about everything in this post, pray for me.
This last pix compels me to say: "Oh, now you tell me."
This has nothing to do with anything. I just liked these super alert family of Meerkats.
In case I'm all wrong about everything in this post, pray for me.
Wow, yet another blogger thinking in tandem with me. I have no problem with devout religiosity and actually, little issue with it on Facebook either. But when I get the equivalent of "shaming", e.g. "why did you like / share my FB post about the importance of Jesus in my life" - well, that annoys me just a little. My religion (yes, I am a Christian) is very personal to me. I wish religion would be just as personal to others.
ReplyDeleteWhew. Thanks, Lisa. My religion (I, too, am a Christian) is very personal to me, too. Didn't mean to sound like a scold but lately every other message is about getting me to reform my ways.
DeleteA friend of mine sends this message to people who get all Jesus-y with her...
ReplyDeleteReligion is like a penis. I am glad you think yours is special and you enjoy it so much, but it's embarrassing when you play with it in public. Please don't wave it in my face, and don't try to stick it in my children.
I'm glad to see you weigh in. In life as in religion, I demand good writing.
DeleteI totally agree. I like warm-and-fuzzy in small doses.
ReplyDeleteAnd this post made me think of this Facebook screenshot. Ha!
Neva, that was hilarious. This day is all the better for that big laugh.
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