I have always had a love of folklore, fables and mystical creatures. When I was a small girl I collected unicorns. I loved them and thought they were beautiful, regal creatures. I had a great collection going. I had a few beautiful figurines that depicted proud regal unicorns with wind tousled manes and tales. I had a large cutsie stuffed animal and a few various sized unicorns of animated type.
Not to make my mom out to be a bad guy or a mean person, but one day she got this notion that unicorns were evil and that I had to "purge" our home of them (had to do with her view of church and Christ...etc) ....I was crushed and devastated. She wanted me to throw them away, but instead I gathered my precious collection and gave them to a good friend. I figured that if I couldn't have them, at least I could see them when I went over to play.
When I was older I did a bit of research on unicorns and found that they are fabled to be healers...their horns are said to cure poisons and sickness. They are known to be proud and regal creatures of good.
Saying this I want to expand on something that one of my neighbor bloggers wrote about..."Christians"....
They have a way of destroying people and things. Growing up I remember MANY times the church decided to boycott a product, company or group.
One I remember is Proctor & Gamble. I remember a Sunday when the pastor stood in front of our church and preached about the evil that they were promoting through their symbol. For those of us over a certain age you will remember that on the packaging of Proctor & Gamble they used to have a symbol of a moon and stars that was always seen next to their name. Some how the "church" became convinced that they were promoting Satan worship and did a nation wide ban on anything of their product. This severally hurt them...eventually they removed the symbolism. I have done research to find out what it had originally stood for, but have been unable to do so. I just know that the church hurt a company that meant no harm.
Next I remember a similar sermon on the Smurfs...this affected me personally...I watched them every Saturday morning. Once again the "church" took a stand against the network showing the cartoon, because there was a wise "wizard" that was a part of the smurf clan. He was always mixing potions and mostly blowing stuff up....but once again the church deemed it part of devil worship.
We can go all the way back to the time when Christians sent thousands of innocent women to their death, by calling them witches.
I can site time after time that the church has gone after groups, companies and logos that appear to have an "evil" sense. I find this ludicrous and....and ....I am at loss for an appropriate word.
Some of my worst experiences in life have come at the hands of the church, ridicule and rejection. I have a deep faith that is all my own. I do not need a church to have my beliefs, I do not need a preacher to teach me to be a good person. I do not need a group of people who call themselves Christians to gossip and tear others apart in the name of God.
In my early twenties I was pretty disillusioned about the church and working as a waitress. Every Sunday afternoon large groups of church people would come in to eat. They would be in their Sunday best. I can tell you that none of our waitress' wanted to wait on these people. These people were SO rude! They sat their and gossiped worse than a group of 7th grade girls. They never left good tips and complained about EVERYTHING. One day they brought in someone I had not seen before and it was my turn to wait on the table. This time I saw a difference in the people and they way they were acting. I finally realized the man I had not seen before was the pastor. They fake people were talking about God and the sermon, praising the other members of the church and hallelujahs for God. Towards the end of the meal the pastor was talking to me, and asked me some questions about myself. I answered him sincerely, he sensed my irritation with his group and asked me about it. I turned and said out loud for the entire group to hear exactly how I felt. I told him about the horrendous gossip, their ungrateful rudeness, lack of tips and overall horrible behavior. I ended it by telling him that I too was a believer, but if that's the way Christians were supposed to act, I wanted no part to do with being one...Silence rained over the rest of the meal. I was left a very nice tip, and the next week received a note from the pastor apologizing for his congregations behavior.... and lo and behold those people no longer came in for Sunday brunch....THANK GOD....lol.
I get angry at the way "Christians" act. The Jesus I read about was a humble, gentle, unassuming man. Or as Dirk refers a hippie. He loved people and helped them. He ate with sinners and fellow shipped with all the people that Christians shun. I could go on and on, but the subject boils my blood.... I hope my thoughts make sense, and if I have offended any...get over it, its my blog and my thoughts.