It’s definitely not you. I mean, you’re great. Well, at first you came across all “Hey, look at me” with the stuff you did in crowds. But I soon got to notice you weren’t so concerned with how people saw you, and you were very loyal to your friends and stuff. You also did that thing around Good Friday where I saw your abs. You weren’t having a good time, but you looked hot, you know.

Lately, though, it’s been, well, really weird. It’s not you, so not you. And I don’t think it’s me either. No, definitely not me. It’s your friends.

I have no idea why you hang out with them. When we first met they were really nice but, as time went on, they seemed really possessive about you. A lot of them – not one or two, a lot – were really suspicious about the two of us and asked questions a lot about why we were together and whether I was even worthy of you. Many of them fought over you, said they were better friends than others. I mean, they were all really bitchy in the end, you know.

The worst thing is, you did nothing about it. You let them fight on. You never said anything, even when they out words in your mouth. They hated each other, and me, and people you and I didn’t even know. And they said horrible things about you, that you hated this person or that thing and you were angry at people and wanted to punish them. It made me sick. But you were completely silent about the whole thing. It felt like you weren’t even there.

There were times when I wanted to do something about it, and I tried, I really tried, but nothing came of it. They just kept on fighting. And I kept asking you to do something about it, but you didn’t. Not that you were mean or inconsiderate or anything. I guess it’s just not your thing to interfere.

So I think I’m going to take a leaf from your book, and stop interfering too. Get out of the game that you and your friends are playing at. It’s – more than anything else – simply tiring.

Thanks for everything mate, but, Christ, I think it’s time we saw other people.

I’m sick and tired of the Church lamenting that people have not yet found the Gospel.
I want to be with people who hear the good news that is found in all walks of life, even if it’s not their own personal brand.

I’m bored with the Church that desires to bring people closer to God.
I want to be with those who yearn for God by being closer to people.

I’m done with the Church that promises salvation to whoever comes to it.
I want to be with people who find their own salvation by going out into the world.

I’m breaking up with the Church that demands your heart belongs to Jesus.
I want to be with those who know we are all in his heart.

I’m leaving the Church that asks me to defend why I don’t try to convert the Hindus, Muslims, pregnant teenagers, single dads, drug queens and drag kings.
I’m sticking with those who talk about how Jesus died for the Jews, the Muslims, the preggies, druggies and draggies, the Hindus and who-don’ts.

And I demand that the Church defends why it doesn’t embrace those people unconditionally. It’s time now. Church, read your bibles again. I think you missed something.

I found this at lolgod. Funny because it’s true.

Think about it. How many Kimberleys do you know that have tons of nicknames, and are never actually called Kimberley?

Ah, love it when religion and reason come together so lovingly.