Soapbox Monday

I rented the “Passion of Christ” this last weekend and watched it without interruption. This in itself is unusual for me because I’m generally doing ten other things while I “watch” a movie. But I felt it was worth the time.

I don’t know how historically correct this epic film is, but it certainly makes you think. What we normally see and here about the Crucifixion is so sanitized. Even in the church, the cruel punishment of Christ’s own people and the Romans is glossed over.

Do they think that people will be turned off if they get too graphic? Are the church leaders afraid if they tell it like it was, people will go away and not come back. I don’t want to be screamed at in church, but don’t feed me milquetoast. And if people go away, what about the budget?

Are we there for the potluck lunches, the volunteer opportunities, to show what good Christians we are or…fill in the blanks. Why do you go (or don’t go) to church?

Maybe that’s a good question for the so-called Christians who thronged Wal Mart in Florida and Michigan causing fist fights and trampling fellow shoppers.

And while I’m ranting, what happened to saying “Merry Christmas” in this country that was founded, “One nation under God”? That’s not Buddha or Mohamed. We are so frigging afraid to offend someone that we don’t stand up for our own rights.

Oh yeah, did you hear about the animal right’s group that was demanding some town back east change their name from Hamburg to Veggieburg? Their beef (pun intended) was that Hamburg conjured piles of dead and decaying animals? That's beyond stupid!

Okay, I’ll step down from my soap box, but I’m not gonna go away. MERRY CHRISTMAS to all and to all a good night.