How many of us are true Christians? True Catholics? True Adventists? Or how many of us are fake Christians?
Well it is during festivities like Carnival that we can often differentiate the few that are true.
I do not see anything wrong watching a parade or attending a cultural activity. But how can you worship every weekend and every day, yet you participate in jouvert and jump-up, gyrating to pulsating un-godly band music? How can you be in the middle of a parade spinning your boom boom like a wheel and you’re online telling me to turn from my sinful ways and accept Jesus as my Lord and Saviour?
I just do not get it. I think we were given a choice to choose: good or evil. You can’t do both. You can’t go between, based on the little bit I know, so why meddle and dabble? Who are these fake Christians fooling?
Once I saw a minister bump and grind a woman so low in carnival I had to double check my lenses to see if they were smeared. It cannot be mister who want to give me Biblical lessons on Sundays? And their defense? It is cultural.
So you’re telling me Jesus would go to a Triple K jam and bump and grind to “Wood dem, wood dem”.
For all those fake people: If you’re just going to church to fill the seats, warm them or to make up numbers, please don’t try telling me to change my life. Change yours first. Be an example.
How can you be a true Christian and true churchgoer when you’re gossiping and stabbing people in their backs? How are you a true Christian when you tell lies on your co-worker? How can you be a true Christian when you’re lusting lesbianism? How can you be a true Christian when you’re helping a husband and a boyfriend to cheat?
How can you be a true Christian when you’re stealing and cheating time from your employer’s work hours to do “other” things?
How can you be a true Christian when you’re smiling with people, but talking bad about them, then place “holy” messages as your online name when you’re nothing but a devil in disguise?
Some of our pastors are also fake. They are preaching the Word, trying to lead the “flock” while holding the frocks. They’re slaughtering their female sheep in the church every week but chastising the congregation for fornicating, and having babies “before marriage”.
Some peeps are all in it for the money and prestige.
How can you be a pastor and a minister and cannot preach or write properly. Your lessons make no sense yet your stupid flock eat it up like green grass.
Some of our holy Christians are heartless, vain, and pompous.
I have met so many people who are asking me if I am not going to church on Sunday. Immediately I get confused. First I thought: who are you to be asking me that? Aren’t you the one who told me you freaked your boyfriend’s sister and love threesomes? Aren’t you the one who called in to your work place sick when you were not sick? Weren’t you the one who tricked a dude to top up your phone with the promise of paying him back but blocked his number? Hmm. I could go on and on… but yet you want to ask me why I am not going to church. So why are you going to church?
Is church a place where people attend if they are bored? Is church a place where people hang out to find their new booty call? Is church a place to occupy your time when you nothing to do on a Sunday or week day?
Is church a joke? So why attending it every week for so long and you’re life is no better than the drugs man and prostitutes?
We have little salops running around town acting like saints but behind closed doors they will climb a wall like it is a step.
You have people in church spoiling people and their children and talking about the Good Book. You’re married to a man who does not know church and know Jesus, but you want to convert other people?
And why do some of these corrupt politicians and journalists like to use Jesus’s name and refer to the Bible when you’re lying every day, trying to stab your fellow colleagues in their backs with false rumours and political propaganda? So Jesus’ name is now a joke? If Jesus had to put a price to his name, politicians would be running to the IMF every month to pay a huge debt.
I know of a particular journalist who likes to call people thief and dig up peoples past and spread lies on people, yet he loves to talk about God. My boy, you’re good. The devil has a special place for you in hell if you don’t change your ways.
Yes I am rambling, and it is my mouth. I talk what I feel because I am tired of the hypocrisy. It’s either you’re in our out.
Do not harass me about my life when yours is s***t.
You’re telling me I am dirty, I love plenty women, I do this and that, yet you’re at jump up, you’re lying, you’re spreading false rumours, you’re taking people man, you’re stealing tampons, and tricking people for credit.
You call yourselves priests but you lust at my friend during counselling, you like little boy butt holes and you’re a freak.
Old Year’s night are the most eventful. That’s when all the devils become good angels for a couple hours. Everyone wants to run to church before the New Year arrives, but after it arrives and we realise Jesus didn’t bother to come, we go back to our old ways.
I could go on and on, but I’ll stop here. I am not a Christian, and though I would love to be one (and yes I darn well know God is not waiting on me), I know that the day I decide I will ensure I act like a real one.
See ya next week.
Nice Guy is written by an A-Hole so don’t take him on. He has woman issues and would like some help (writing is his therapy). He is also seeking a Nice Girl to compliment his column. He can be reached at nicestguyonline@gmail.com.