since Easter weekend. Actually got a lot accomplished and managed to get in a weight lifting session. Funny how not feeling well can be helped by hurting your muscles or in my case, what muscles I have that haven’t been decimated.
Upon reflection, Easter worked out pretty well as a “special” day, all things considered. 1 was in, that was a treat. Sunday’s class was very hard because I was focused on a negative couple that just cannot seem to get beyond the speck in others eyes while ignoring the freaking redwood in their own. I’m trying not to be bitter about what they did, on Easter of all days, but it is hard.
The service was okay but I’ve come to the conclusion that I simply cannot sing any longer, if I ever could. Man, I sucked. No two ways about it, I used my little DS30 to record it, then listened in horror that I would subject myself to the type of ridicule I should have received.
Sunday night, the church showed The Passion of the Christ. Powerful movie. One of the things that caught my attention was the way the mob followed the religious leaders in their rhetoric. Exactly what is happening in many parts of the world today, which is why religion is under such attack.
And to be perfectly honest, I’m tired of the righteousness of some people in our society. Just freaking tired of it. I’ve put far too much effort into showing people another, better way not to be tired of it. I’m at a strange point in my life, a point that should have been resolved long ago. Is it the commercialism of my faith? Is it the hypocrisy of those that yell and scream about one class of people so that they can have their own class praised? My own judgmental attitude? Pray for me?