Being a Christian in some countries will get you imprisoned, tortured, beaten and even beheaded. Yes, beheaded. Like, cut your head off because you are a Christian. People all around the world hide their religion and worship in secret because they are scared of the consequences. Life in America is completely different. Being Christian in American means you’re safe from all of those things and you don’t have to hide your religious practices. That alone is enough to be thankful for. I shouldn’t even write anymore because that is enough to be thankful for. We are safe from those terrible things that happen in other countries. You won’t be thrown in jail for your religion.
I can, however, tell you what you are not safe from. You’re not safe from other Americans judging you or throwing your religion around when they feel like taking a jab at you.
When you openly talk about going to church and being Christian, you open yourself up to some ridiculous comments from others who want to use religion as a way to shame you, twist words, pressure you to do things, and try and make you feel bad for not giving them what they’re asking for. “You’re some kind of Christian, aren’t you?!?” It spews from mouths without hesitation at any available opportunity when the one speaking feels like they can put you down for not doing something they’d like. I do some volunteer work and you’d be surprised at some things I’ve been told there and even outside of there.
Can you pay my light bill? No? I thought you were Christian. Can I borrow $1,000 until payday? No? Wow. Some Christian you are. Will you take this lopsided trade that only benefits me? You can’t because it’s not fair? I thought you were a Christian, but I guess not.
By now, you’ve either said these words or had these words said to you. But why? Do people think that’s really going to work in their favor? Yes, I can help you, maybe not in the capacity that you’d wanted. One things for sure, after a comment like that is made, I’m glad I didn’t waste my time helping someone like that.
It doesn’t happen often but it happens. I’ve watch it happen to others too so I know I’m not alone. By all means, take a jab at me to make yourself feel better because you didn’t get everything you wanted. Just don’t cut off my head.