Christians

Christians.

I don’t get them

I mean – well. I just don’t get them.

They’ve got this whole “God loves everybody and he takes care of his children” and then they turn around and smack you upside the head with things like, “God doesn’t want you to do that. Christians shouldn’t dress like that. Dancing is evil.

I mean.

Honestly?

What’s wrong with dancing?

So yeah.

Things like that – I could list like a billion of them – are why I don’t get Christians.

Not that I really care.

I mean, if they want to stick their hands in the air and sway back and forth like a bird in a trance, by all means. Let them.

It’s a free world.

You can believe whatever you want.

Now.

If I can just get my new “family” to understand that.

I mean.

I’m not gonna squash all their beliefs or call them stupid or anything.

Heck, I might even go to church – if they really want me to.

But Christianity. . .

It just isn’t for me. . .