Ya know what's irritating? People who claim to be Christians but then act nothing like Christ. There is a big difference between "church people" and "Christ people."
Church people are fake. Basically. Church people are the kinda people who go to church every Sunday, say their prayers, and probably read their scriptures every so often too. They are the people that proclaim to be Christians, but for the most part only act like Christians for an hour or so once week.
Then there are Christ people. Christ people are Christians who actually live their faith every day. They act like and follow Christ every day. They make an effor to help everyone they interract with, and they treat everyone the way Christ wold treat them. They act like Christ even when they aren't in a church setting.
It really irritates me to interract with those gunhoe "church people" who are so outward with their faith and kinda Bible pushers, but then don't act like Christians. It irritates me even more when those "Christians" claim that because I am Mormon, I am not a Christian.
First off, don't be ignorant. My church is called: The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. There ya go. Right in the name: JESUS CHRIST. But no, you're right. We're Satanists. Psh. Ignorance. Second off, if you're going to claim to be a Christian, don't judge others. Pretty sure that's a big lesson Jesus taught. And when you judge others with ignorance, you just make yourself look even worse.
It honestly doesn't offend me when people accuse me of not being Christian, because it's so far from the truth. When somebody makes that remark to me, I just chuckle to myself. It's funny because not only do they clearly know nothing about Mormonism, but they know even less about who I am as a person. Clearly, anyone who knows me, I am far from being a Satanist. So I take no offense, but it does get exhausting and annoying. Especially because I feel I've been getting asked questions so much lately because of two things: the "I'm a Mormon" commercials, and that sister wives show or whatever it's called.
Let me clear up the air: Mormons are not polygamists. It is against our religion to practice polygamy. If you do, you are excommunicated from the church. Those who do practice it and call themselves Mormons, well they're wrong. I guess they just wish they were Mormons? I dunno. But they're not. So no, we do not practice polygamy. Not even in Utah.
I'm not sure what I think about the "I'm a Mormon" commercials. I like that they get people talking and asking questions about the church. I like that they help people see Mormons are "normal." But I think they kinda make Mormons sound arrogant.
Even though it gets kinda exhausting always getting the same questions about church, I really do love talking about Mormonism and answering any questions anyone has. I love the opportunity to bear my testimony, share the Gospel, and help people draw closer to God. I love the chance to break down stereotypes or help people understand the truth about being a Mormon. I could talk forever about Mormonism. Ask me anything and everything, and I'll answer you openly and honestly.
I dunno where I'm going with this post. I feel like I've gone off on like a dozen tangents. Well, to sum it all up: If you're going to claim to be a Christian, act like Christ. Don't be ignorant. Don't judge. Mormons are normal people who don't practice polygamy. And you can ask me anything.
Just a daily (or weekly, or monthly, or however often I actually write...) posting about life. =]
Friday, November 26, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Our Fairytale
When I was just a little girl
In dresses pink & white
In dresses pink & white
I learned of princesses in faraway lands
And their handsome charming knights
The stories, they’d all end the same
With “happily ever afters”
And as I grew, as little girls do,
I’d dream of my own ending chapter
I’d dream the days and nights away
And doodle in my notebooks
Sketches of my future prince
Complete with stunningly good looks
As years passed by, the dreaming stopped
Out of the clouds I had to come
Charming princes just weren’t real
I’d have to settle for some average bum
It was April 14, 2006
I was seventeen years old
That’s the day my thinking changed,
The day my prince entered my world
He’s charming, polite, too good to be true
He’s funny, so sweet, and so cute
He’s playful and witty, a barrel of laughs
And he’s always a flippin’ hoot
I’m his angel, his princess, the love of his life
He reminds me every day
“Together forever” we tell one another
No matter what life throws our way
Living on bliss, walking on sunshine
My life then a fairytale
Dreams do come true, magic does happen
True fairytale love is for real
But suddenly the world stopped spinning
The sky came crashing down
My heart lay shattered in my chest
While in my tears I drowned
Goodbye to my prince charming
Goodbye to fairytales
Curse you Mr. Disney
You taught falsely “love prevails”
As much as I despised that man
Creating such false hope for me
I drowned myself in all his films
The only things that helped me breathe
I soon discovered something grand
My eyes and mind were opened wide
Never had I seen before
The message Walt had seemed to hide
The Little Mermaid lost her voice,
For love’s true kiss she had to fight
Belle was captive by a beast
Living constantly in fright
Tiana kissed a talking frog
And wound up worse for ware
Poor Cinderella lived a wretched life
With a family that for her never cared
Snow White was stuck deep in the woods,
And poisoned by a witch
From ogre to princess, day to night
Fiona’s always forced to switch
Jasmine had that jerk Jafar
Who tried to keep her from her man
The feisty Meg was bound to Hades
A forced puppet in his evil plan
Don’t you see what I now see?
Don’t you understand?
Fairytales truly do exist,
But there’s work to reach the end
Every princess has her mountain
She’s got an obstacle to climb
So it’s no surprise at all, my prince,
I’ve got to work to call you mine
I don’t just get to close my eyes,
Or breathe in deep and make a wish
Just as the Little Mermaid had to do:
I must fight for true love’s kiss
The days are long, the nights much longer
My heart aches every minute
But this life I’ve been living still’s a fairytale
I must just open my eyes and admit it.
I now never question, I now never doubt
If we’ll have our happily ever after
I now understand there’s just a mountain to climb
Before we reach our own ending chapter
We’ll grow old together, make lots of babies
Be sealed in the temple forever
We’ll have lots of puppies, play piano together
In a love that won’t die now or never
Forever my prince, forever I’m yours
Living this life that’s too good to be true
Forever my heart rests safe in your chest
Forever we’re one not two
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Moving Forward
Sometimes, ya just gotta let go.
That's something I'm learning. Something I feel like I have been learning for a long time. It's so stinkin' hard to let go of things that make you upset or have hurt you, to forget the past and move forward. It's even harder when what you're needing to let go is a person, not moment or memory.
Sometimes, it hurts more to try and cling on to something that's not there anymore. To constantly be trying to remember how things used to be, and then just get slapped in the face by reality. That is never fun. Or pretty. It's a rather harsh awakening. But learning to forget the way things used to be and accept the way things are is one of hardest things for me to achieve.
So how do you do it? How are you meant to just let go of something that is so much a part of who you are? How are you meant to cut this piece out of you and just forget about it? And then move on forward like everything is okay, when you just feel like you lost a piece of your soul?
That's something I'm learning. Something I feel like I have been learning for a long time. It's so stinkin' hard to let go of things that make you upset or have hurt you, to forget the past and move forward. It's even harder when what you're needing to let go is a person, not moment or memory.
Sometimes, it hurts more to try and cling on to something that's not there anymore. To constantly be trying to remember how things used to be, and then just get slapped in the face by reality. That is never fun. Or pretty. It's a rather harsh awakening. But learning to forget the way things used to be and accept the way things are is one of hardest things for me to achieve.
So how do you do it? How are you meant to just let go of something that is so much a part of who you are? How are you meant to cut this piece out of you and just forget about it? And then move on forward like everything is okay, when you just feel like you lost a piece of your soul?
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