Thank you, Christ, for being born

Religion is something I don’t talk about much. I don’t know about miracles or God-given truths. I don’t know about a lot of things involving the universe and dimensions and philosophical stuff. I have come to realize I am bunch of electrical connections in my brain that make me eccentric and iconoclastic and not naturally nice. But in the past couple of years I have come to realize that Christian principles are pretty important and good guidelines. And I have discovered that gritting your teeth and taking the “should do – would be best” route is a sound decision, even though all your little fibers yearn to  throw a tantrum and/or bang your head on the steering wheel.  Maybe that is what finding God is . . . realizing that you have the potential to be a wise cookie. And maybe the real glory of Christianity is that a group of people actually gathered to pay attention to the teachings of caring and kindness and, well, just being decent.

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