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Stinky Bathwater Christians

I am making a plea to you today: Please don’t blame Jesus for all the crappy Christians.

If you are reading this, and you are ready to throw the baby (Jesus) out with the bathwater (stinky, mean Christians), I want to tell you, that we’ve all been there. That Jesus is not that.  Even the nice, peacemaking, compassionate Christians get really really tired of the stinky bathwater Christians. I want you to know that.

I want to plead with you to look closely at Christ and forgive Christians for dragging his name through the mud. A big, big, request, I know.

I want you to know that Jesus is not a hatuh, that he loves you and he is truth, and he is open-armed. Inclusive, not exclusive.That there are many, many Christians who are living lives which really do exhibit love and compassion, rather than a pitch for a new reality show. (Sometimes, they even leave the “God Hates ______” signs at home!)*

Hey, I don’t write a gossip column, so I’m not namin’ names.

But, we’ve all been stung by mean gossip and badmouthing at some point, no?  (As a matter of fact, I am currently debating, “discussing” something with a Christian “sister”; another blog for another day.) So, I don’t wanna play that. But, the pain this brings up in me, brings me to a bigger point. So, I’m gonna share it with you.

Many times, the very peeps who claim to follow Christ become the reasons people avoid him entirely.
I guess I really don’t get how some Christians act in life as if there is no moral code, to achieve the “desires of their heart” (Psalm 37:4), while at the very same time proclaiming God from the “stage”. (The “stage” being whenever others they are trying to impress are looking their way.) Can they just not call themselves Christians? Please? Join another club. Or call yourself something else. “Animist” is good.**  “Dobsonist” would work. They should call themselves that instead.

I just don’t get the hatin’.

I mean, we are all human. But, Christianity 101 is “Play nice and fair and don’t hate on people.” (I think  I’m paraphrasing this, which I believe was Commandment 11, but I’ll check on that.)

Seriously, give Jesus a chance. In spite of some of the crappy Christians.

* Being facetious. Please do not get your panties in a wad.
** No harm or insult to Animists is implied or is to be inferred.



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