God is Dead: Sin // The Path to God
Cold. That little room was always cold. The metal chairs felt like someone was shooting snow up your ass. Maybe the temperature was to blame…or maybe the coldness of certainty choked off any warmth. Whatever it was, it was lonely. I felt it every Sunday.
“Today, we are going to find God together.”
We didn’t find shit. It was just another exercise in futility.
The room was dead.
Wet. We were encouraged to get in the water every Sunday. It was filthy. Never comfortable. Always suspect.
“Baptism is a soaking in God.”
Seeing people run to the pool always made me question the meaning of it all.
What does God need with a cheap swimming pool anyways?
Do you have to get wet in order to know God?
God isn’t here.
…and I’m drowning looking for something certain.
Dead.
“If you die tonight, do you know where you will go?”
You got to get saved. You got to get saved. You got to get saved. Just choose Jesus and you will live for all eternity. I heard that shit over and over again. The more I heard it…the deader I felt. How could responding to a simple question be the barometer of God’s presence?
“You are dead in sin!”
Such words are the ultimate put down in most churches. It sounds like playground taunts more than it sounds like true spirituality. Can’t you imagine?
“You’re more sinful!”
“No!”
“You’re more sinful!”
“No!”
“You’re more sinful!”
I feel like I’ve heard shit like this many times before. Who in their right mind would participate in such lunacy? Certainly not God. God is dead.
Sin is how we find God. Jesus did not know God until he experienced the sin of the world. Something is in the darkness. God is dead. God is gone. God ain’t coming back…if God ever was.
There is something out there.
There is something out there.
Amen.
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