The true meaning of Christianity

I know you think Christianity is a bunch of hypocritical posers who think they’re good and they’re just a load of high-and-mighty douchebags who go around judging people all the time.

Like maybe you think Christians are like this picture right here:

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And sure, some Christians are like that.

But I’m here to tell you that they aren’t true Christians. They do not follow the Bible. They do not follow the teaching of God. They do not understand the definition of love or what it means to love.

The purpose of Christianity is just one plain and simple thing.

To love others above yourself, and to love God above all.

We are not here to judge you. We are not here to condemn you.

I’m sorry if it ever seems like that.

And it’s so sad to me that you think that, because we love you.

Yes, we disagree with your opinions. Not because we’re high-and-mighty snobs but because they are sins before God. We don’t hate you because you sin. And sin is sin for a reason. Biblical laws aren’t there just to be a killjoy. They’re there to prevent you from hurting yourself.

The God of Christianity is a God who loves us above all, more than you can imagine, more than is even humanly possible. He is the definition of love itself. He is there to save us. He is there waiting for us to come to Him. He didn’t put the laws there just to make us feel terrible or to depress us. He put them there because He knows us even better than we know ourselves.

He is like a father trying to keep his children from crossing the street. The child doesn’t understand that if he runs into traffic, he’ll get hit and killed. But the father knows this and so he does his best to keep his kid from harm.

In the same way, God gave us His laws to keep us from harm.

So if you ever think we hate you because you’re not Christian, or because you’re engaged in some sort of non-Christian lifestyle, that’s not true.

A real Christian will never hate you. We will only love you.

Yes, we disagree with your lifestyle.

No, it’s not because we hate you.

It’s because we love you.

Yes, we will still be friends with you. Yes, we will always love you. Yes, we will try to tell you about Christianity and we will try to “convert” you, not because we think Christianity is somehow the almighty race that should rule over all. It’s because we love you and we don’t want to see you come to harm and we don’t want you to suffer in hell and we don’t want anything bad to happen to you.

So if you ever think we’re judging you, or if you ever think we hate you, or want you to suffer in hell, or want to convert you for our own selfish reasons, I want to tell you you’re wrong. You’re wrong, but don’t think I’m saying that because I think I’m so right all the time. You’re wrong and that should be beautiful news to you and to everyone. Because now you know that Christians are here for you. We’re here for you, to love you, to stand by you no matter what you think or feel or believe. We will always love you. Don’t ever let anyone convince you otherwise.

I love you, no matter who you are, always and forever.

~Emilino

A little girl

There was a girl who was born

A girl who lived

But was always dead

A girl who had eyes

But never saw

A girl who was haunted

A girl who sinned

A girl who never deserved

The life she had

A girl who loved darkness

And was drawn to perversion

Even though she was only a child

A girl who destroyed herself

And all those around her

A girl who wasn’t old enough

To understand what she’d done

A little girl who was wretched

A little girl who was wrong

A little girl who was sad

A little girl who seemed normal

 

And I’ll tell you a secret

Here it is

 

That little girl

was me.

 

~Emilino

God, my Anchor

I know I’ve been writing about this a lot. Forgive me. It’s been on my mind a lot.

Does it ever scare you that the universe is infinite?

You could keep floating in space forever. Get lost. Never find your way home. Lose sight of Earth.

And what if we’re all alone? Just us, alone in infinite space. You could keep going forever, and keep finding planets. But no life. No intelligent alien life.

Just the thought of that raises the hair on the back of my neck.

All alone. There’s so much out there. So much.

Without a God, it’s all hopelessly infinite. No home. Space stretching out forever. Time never ending. Infinite past, infinite future, and an ever-fleeting present.

It’s the scariest thing I’ve ever thought.

That’s why I need God.

God is my Anchor.

The Anchor of my soul.

If I were to lose my place in space, my God would be my home.

 

~Emilino

His world

The universe is too big

For any comprehension

Amazing for us to live

In gravitational suspension

 

Like a rubber band

That never snaps

We’re an insignificant dot of land

On a universal map

 

Each part a miracle

Each cell its own life

Wonder in one particle

Wonder that there is life

 

Too good to waste

Too amazing to conceive

A hint of divine taste

In every little leaf

 

What have we become

Just because we can’t conceive

What should bring us to our knees

We’ve turned His world into a sieve

 

~Emilino

Welcome

Welcome back

Isn’t it good to be awake

After so long in the dark

 

Now you can speak

Now you can hear

Now you can see

 

You’re alive now

 

Now there is color

Now there is light

Now you’re okay

 

Good thing

You didn’t give up

 

I know

You hated your life

I know

You wanted an end

But I told you

Hold on

Take my hand

Life is better

When you’re here with Me

 

Welcome

to

life

 

Welcome

to my love

I love you

 

Now you can feel it

My love in your breath

My love on your skin

My love in your veins

My love is

holding you together

 

Life is worth it

Life is worth it

Life is worth Me

I gave you life

I wouldn’t

give you life

that wasn’t worth

the hardships

 

I love you

I love you

Welcome to life

Welcome to love

I love you

Welcome to Me

Welcome

home.

 

~Emilino

God’s calling you

To where will you run

To where will you turn

Who do you ask for your help

Who will give you love

 

Isn’t there a thirst, there

Deep inside your chest

A thirst you can’t seem to quench

Who’ll give you drink to quench it

 

Nothing in this world

No one in this world

You feel the emptiness

But they’re all empty, too

 

They can’t fill your longing

They can’t quench your thirst

They long for something, too

They are thirsty, too

 

Ask your questions

Who will know?

They have no answer

Apart from Me

 

Cry your tears everywhere

Throw yourself on the ground

Who will dry your face

Who will pick you up

 

You feel so very lonely

Feel that emptiness inside

Who will keep you company

Who fill will your emptiness

 

You wish for something greater

You want everlasting arms

I am that something greater

I’ll wrap you in My arms

 

I know everything about you

I know your inside out

I know all that you’ve ever done

And all your reasons why

 

To me, you aren’t a mystery

No need to make excuses

To me, you’re beautiful

No need to wear a mask

 

I will quench your thirst for love

I’m all you’ll ever need

I will fill your emptiness

And overflow your soul

 

I am what you long for

The end of your desire

Come to Me and find yourself

I am what you need.

 

 

This is one of the saddest things I’ve ever seen in my whole entire life:

~Emilino

Picture courtesy thinkatheist.com

Our universe

Our universe is profoundly large.

I mean, seriously.  Think of everything in it.  Trillions and trillions of particles and atoms, so much we can’t even begin to discover the amazing depth and number.

And all we hang by are some measly laws of physics.

Just imagine — losing a penny in the immense reaches of space.  You would have no hope of ever finding it again.  Everything in the world is made up of little tiny pieces, little tiny lifeforms made up of smaller and smaller lifeforms.

What holds it all together?

What if one day it all broke apart?  Became chaos, swirling nothingness.  What if gravity failed us?  We’d go flying into the outer reaches of space, lost forever, alone forever.

How do you know that won’t happen?

Atheism has no explanation for many, many things.  How do atheists know the world won’t end all of the sudden?

What is up?  What is down?  How did it start?  When did it start?  Why did it start?  Where did it start?

Is there no logic in our world, apart from chance?  Is chance hopeful?  Where does hope come from?  From where and what roots our imagination?  Our passion?  Are they merely chemical?

Is the physical all that exists?  Surely it isn’t.  I don’t dare to rely on what I see and feel alone.  There is a great, great emptiness in the bare physical universe.

In the physical world, there is nothing to fill the longing in our hearts.

Take a moment to soak it in.  A lonely world, a lonely universe, perhaps just one among millions of others.  Innumerable expanses, miles upon miles, thousands of billions of light years.  Empty space.  Held together by things we cannot explain, and therefore cannot trust.  Things we do not understand, and have no hope that we ever will.  No hope.  All life will end, and therefore all life is meaningless.  An unknown beginning.  An unknown end.  Every man for himself.  No God.  No spiritual existence.  This is it.  This is all we have.  And if, in fact, this is all we have, we really have nothing at all.  Nothing that will last.  One day, we will lie down and never rise again.  So what’s the point?

To where will you turn if all things end to hopeless catastrophe, you lonely life among many?

 

~Emilino