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misconceptions Recently I have had heard many misconceptions about real Christianity. Someone recently made the claim to me that all Christians were racist and Christianity was responsible for apartheid and discrimination in the South because most of the supporters of it were Christian. What they forgot was so was Martin Luther King Jr. Another thing I heard is that God holds women in a lower respect than men. I wanted to list some verses that explicitly contradict those misconceptions. I know it can be hard and upsetting to the faith of some to hear such slander of their religion, but there is a winning argument to be found in the Bible. Just be careful to rebuke in gentleness and never let a disagreement cause you to abandon meekness and compassion you are called to demonstrate to all others. The Bible is, in my humble opinion, the greatest work of literature and the most touching love letter ever written. It is the word of God and therefore the final
Dark MindsI keep finding myself returning to that dark unholy place
It contains every single memory I tried so hard to erase
A place where I face the demons I still harbor inside
Where I completely broke down and was stripped of my Pride
A place where I slowly died and where I was reborn
Where my most cherished dreams were taken and torn
It is the only place where you'd be able to see the true me
The only place where both my light and dark side are set free
It's where I'm frozen with pain, yet burning with hate
Where I embrace all my feelings and defy my every fate
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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