Have you ever asked yourself, “Why do I do this, or that?” This post is based upon a friend’s recent posting of a celebration of a dead man. They, Catholics, give them the title of “Saint”, probably fabricate (make) a statue of the person, then march around carrying the statue following behind in what they call a “processional”, beating drums, blocking traffic, in some cases, walking barefoot on the nasty ground, and this typifies, to them, a religious experience. So, I have to ask the question, as I mull this around in my head, “Why do you do it?”
At the age of twenty-one, I began asking these types of questions, such as: Why do you celebrate Christmas and Easter? Why do you believe in the religion of your parents and grandparents? Why do you not eat certain food items? Why? WHY! If the answer came back: “Well, it is what we’ve always done” or “It’s our custom and tradition”, or “I like it” well, that’s not good enough, for me. Especially those situations which may have bearing on my eternal salvation. I never wanted to be lost eternally because of following the crowd, or having listened to someone and believed in what they were saying, and then find out too late, they were wrong! I learned to set aside all privilege and respect to those previously because I needed to find out, for Roy, why I did certain things.
I also, because of my own religious upbringing, learned about this day called “Judgment”. I never wanted to get called in and questioned, “Why”? Now, having grown up and matured, let’s hope, I recognize the “Judgment” often taught is not one in which I will personally stand in front of God and be questioned because, I mean, what would be the point? How do you answer Someone who knows all things? How do you raise a defense if you are wrong and it warrants credibility? So, the time of judgment actually goes on daily in what I do, what I think, what I say, how I act, what I eat, in essence, how I live, so the question of necessity becomes, “Why do I do it?”
Why do you do it?
What I did precipitated me studying, determining what I did was for the reason why I did it. I had to set aside my feelings because feeling good about something, or liking something doesn’t justify doing something! And, from that point in my young adult experience I came away with life-changing beliefs which settled issues and questions and I’ve lived accordingly ever since. I began to look at the Christian’s playbook, the “Bible”, to use as my guide in determining what I will do from that point on. Now, I will never say it was easy. I will admit it hasn’t made everyone happy, especially family members when it came to attending funerals, but this was about “me” and why I did things and not the expectation of others. Because it all boils down in what God expects from me and has made it clear in His “playbook” how I should go about managing and living my life. In some cases He’s been quite clear about what He does not want me to do. In other areas, which weren’t so clear, I have had to learn, sometimes the hard way, what was His ideal way for me, through trial and experience. I’m still learning, in fact.
So, think about it. I made it seem sort of unreasonable when describing my friend’s activity, but is it really when you consider what the truth behind the act is? There is only two ways, my friends, it is either good or bad. It is either sinful or righteous. It is either Christian or pagan. And to ask the question, “Why do I do it” is one you wish to begin asking yourself today instead of facing the consequences tomorrow.
September 10, 2015