The Importance of Absurdity
Saturday, April 19, 2003
 
I hate it when people try to tell me something that I believe, when they don't believe it. I mean, honestly. If you're gonna tell me I'm wrong, at least know what it is I'm wrong about. Don't be rardish and make assumptions about me. NEVER make assumptions about me, because I will prove you wrong 80% of the time. But especially don't tell me what I believe. You have no idea.
For example, a friend of mine the other day started talking about Calvinism. She's very much not reformed. She goes to a charismatic church and Calvinism hasn't ever really been explained to her. Mostly just what she heard in World History. And the rumors that fly around her church. So (without knowning I'm reformed), she starts talking one day about how dumb Calvinist are. I mean, she flat out says "How could any Christian in their right mind believe in that?". Needless to say, I was quite pert in saying that I infact am quite reformed and believe it wholeheartedly. So then she starts telling me that it's dumb and that we don't believe in missions trips or witnessing or anything and that we just live our lives in a Christian bubble. Gah! This coming from a girl who's part of "Christian cult" and eats lunch with only Christians and all that junk. So as I carefully explain that yes, we do missions trips (yeah, I mean, my church only supports a booty-load of missionaries and sends out a couple teams a year!) and such, she totally breaks me off and starts making fun of me! Dude! Not cool! I mean, I had some really good answers to her "questions" but she wasn't in the least bit willing to listen! I mean, if you're gonna attack something, you need to know something about it and you need to hear the other person's defense.

On the other hand, the boxes that come along with being reformed make me sick. I can't tell you how many times people tell me that my language isn't "Presbyterian" or "reformed" when I cuss (or even when I just use strong language!). If I had a nickel for every time, I'd have quite and extensive cd collection! I mean, it's just stupid. The way I talk has nothing to do with whether I'm reformed or not. Absolutely nothing. And for some reason, people, especially those who aren't reformed, expect me to be "better" than those who aren't. I mean, my yeesh! What a load of bull! And then there's those people that get mad everytime I bring up my Calvinistic points of view. I mean really, if someone says something about people choosing God, I'm gonna object to it. It's no different than an objection to someone saying that man gets to heaven by works. Now, it just so happens that I have the tendancy to get obnoxious with my objections, but that's usually just with Freddie. The fact remains that I'm gonna defend what I believe, just the same as anyone else. You don't have to get mad at me for doing so, 'cause you'd do the same. I mean, I don't need a room full of girls (from my PCA church, ironically) ganging up on me because I'm reformed and they're not (yeah, that's another problem I have...if you're gonna go around saying you're a "good PCA girl" or something to that effect, don't tell me you're not reformed. 'Cause then I'm just gonna get pissed at you for not knowing what the hell you're talking about). And you don't need to alienate me for the rest of my life, as one girl's done, because I'm reformed and you're not. Just freakin' accept that that's what I believe. Nothing you do is gonna make me change my mind. In fact, it's just gonna make up my mind even more. So don't be retarded, k?