It's not about what you know,So you type all that and still wanna believe in Jesus my nigga? lol
It's about what you choose:think:
It's not about what you know,So you type all that and still wanna believe in Jesus my nigga? lol
That's the same shit @MzLYRICIST be on.
It's not about what you know,
It's about what you choose:think:
Tbh, im still trying to figure out just what I really believe in. My family grew up in a Baptist church. I remember as a child going to Sunday school all the time, but as I got older I attended church less and lesser. I only went bc I was told to go and I needed to know more about Jesus. I found myself falling asleep, texting, and other things while at Sunday's service. I would look around and stare at ppl wondering if them passing out and screaming was really legit an act. I questioned myself to why I never felt that way. As an adult, I started to research and educate myself more about history as a black person and was this "Christian" life the only religion out there. As I became more "awake", I believed less in this white Jesus sitting at a table with his disciples in a image plastered in the front of most churches Ive attended. I watched how these so called Christians would praise God, act holy, and show fake love straight up to ppl's face, but were completely different outside of the church. They lied, they stole, they were lowdown, fornicating, and judgemental. I thought to myself, " these ppl are a bunch of fake praising clowns and I aint wit this shit". As a nonChristian, I realized I was way more morally constructed than they were and I wanted nothing to do wit the Christian way of life. I also felt like Christianity and the Bible were introduced to black slaves as a method to keep them mentally enslaved and give them false hope while praising another white man. I just feel like as a black woman, it's my responsibility and obligation to research instead of just going with the flow. Why am I following the traditonal way of life of white America? I have more to elaborate on, but im mobile and my fingers are tired lmao. Overlook any typos.
I watched the most pious, kind hearted person I know die in unfathomable pain. Someone who never harmed another soul and didn't have a chance to have an easy life of their own. Kept their faith in spite of many reasons not to... all to go out like that.After seeing my mom get sick and praying and keeping her faith and still ending up passing away that's when I realized that religion and all that higher power nonsense was all bullshit. I don't knock what other people believe in because that's their choice but I have a hard time believing in a nigga that's supposedly all powerful but just sits around and watch fucked up shit happen in the world
@TheMasterKey
Why do you have to be objective? Is that a trick question? lol If people are fine with being brainwashed then cool, won't be me, especially when the proof is right there in front of ur face.