Church, Religion, and Me

Church is so full of hate, man. It’s a downer to say it, but man, is it ever true. I mean, I was raised in a pretty religious home. My parents made sure that all six of their kids went to church, mission meetings, VBS, you name it. If it was churchy, we were there. But you know what? Those cats are so full of hate for anyone who’s not exactly like them. Bummer, because the guy they serve, my Man Jesus, is a pretty cool dude… not like his so-called followers.

Me and Gabe found that out when we first got together. I mean, here we are, 25 years apart in age, and it’s like we’d never really lived before we met each other. Gabe’s a real beautiful guy, really laid-back and gentle. But when we tried going into a church, man, everyone flipped out. First cats thought he was my uncle or my old man or something… then they found out we were together, and they kind of went crazy. First it was the nasty looks, then it was the comments… the preacher decided to come down and give us a “talk”…yeah man. No good to preach peace and love if you ain’t living it, is what we say. Wasn’t like we were getting laid or showing up in church wasted or anything. Even if we were, I always thought the establishment was supposed to accept everybody… the rules don’t apply to those cats I guess.

So me and Gabe, we pretty well cut out of church… we prefer hanging with the beautiful people out on the street. Funny, but they treat us nicer than anyone we know. Even our families… mine freaked when I announced that me and Gabe were together. They pretty much don’t speak to us except to argue. Which is pretty sad… Because Gabe adores me and I adore him. We read each other’s minds all the time. I laugh harder with him than I do with anyone else. And we love sneaking away for adventures. We’ll write about ‘em as they happen, because we want the whole world to imagine sunshine instead of letting all those judgemental cats rain on our parade, you dig?

So yeah, the whole church thing has us bummed out… especially because this cat Jesus, is pretty cool (I think.) Don’t call me a Christian though… I don’t want to maintain with those cats. I’m down with having Jesus as my Spiritual Master though… after all, the Christians love him, the Buddhists say he was a wise man, the Muslims call him a Prophet… he’s the one dude that pretty much every religion has in common, so we wanted to check him out, Gabe and I. We’ll blog more about that too.

What do you lovely people think? About church, about Jesus, about love and relationships? No hate/bad vibes, but we’d love some words from you dudes and chicks!

Peace out!