It’s become obvious to me, that Church has become big business and the message that sells the best is the one that’s taught the most. If a pastor makes people feel warm and fuzzy for a couple hours every week – the Church will grow full of people who follow but don’t think. But for a man that has a fire in his belly to make the world a better place on as large a scale as possible – this modern “cotton candy” Christianity leads to frustration and bitterness.

Christianity is supposed to be a faith of action. We, as Christians are meant to be soldiers that stand in opposition to the evil forces of this world – to stand up for those that are suffering and oppressed. Christianity offers everything a man could want in life: purpose, meaning, adventure, and a mission of divine purpose. To sacrifice that and sit in a cushy Church and try not to doze off once a week is a travesty.

The Christian Church is not found in a building; it’s found in Christian friends and loved ones that we spend our time with, learning from each other how better to serve Christ.

I have not gone to Church in well over a year – and I’ve missed nothing.