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Too religious

I know that "nothing new under the sun" exits, it just takes on different hues. Today, there seems to be a bright color for group mentality, riding the same wave, trekking along the same vein, or piggybacking on the same idea. For instance, #MeToo may have a deliberate connotation, and one that may help people, but it also helps fuel other gatherings like walk-outs, riots, and protests. I'm all for freedom of speech and personal rights, but I can't help but notice our love of camaraderie. Why is it that we are afraid to stand alone or stand out in a crowd? Sure there's the purple hair and obvious wardrobe soloist, but when it comes to anything quieter, others find offense in the awkward difference.
Take Easter for instance-- I heard the other day someone say they heard that an Easter reenactment was a little "too religious." Really? Isn't it a religious holiday? Religiousness is definitely one of those areas where it is considered offensive to stand out in a crowd. Again, there are certainly some #MeToo religious components, including mega churches, worship styles, and popular conferences, and street screaming, but that's not what draws people to truth. If we are suppose to "make it our ambition to lead a quiet life" (1 Thes 4:11), while also "not conforming to the pattern of this world" (Romans 12:2), then we must stand out quietly. It isn't the person that draws attention to him/herself that should be noticed, but those gentle and quiet folks that seem to attract attention because they are casting light on someone greater through their very counter-cultural approach to life. Striking a balance here is difficult, but nothing in life worth anything is ever easy. We must keep learning from the one we celebrated on that recent "religious" holiday, who, might I add, was not considered religious by the religious leaders of His day. Now that's some kind of balance. A religious icon, hated by religious rulers. If only our minds could wrap around the true greatness of Easter!



Love seeing my biggest boy learn to write. Everyone likes getting notes!

This shirt captures this little boy. He definitely plays dirty in every sense of the word.



The joy of egg hunting never gets old!

Yep, I think that one was put in plain sight for you buddy.



Dee Dee and T-Pop's lake house had all new hiding spots!



A trip to Highlands, NC is always a breath of fresh air!

Roman is officially creeping out of my favorite stage and into the meltdown stage. Non-baby-proofed homes are his specialty. 

Yep... he plays dirty alright. As long as he's eating or outside he's pretty happy.

He is Risen!
~Religious Buster

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