A Serious Post v2

I have had a substantial realization about Christ and it came in what most would think an unusual form;

I have recently been listening to more Christian Metalcore.

I just wanted to touch on my thoughts on a couple subjects that have to do with some lyrics from various songs.

1. The Finisher by Oh, Sleeper.



"Do you mean to challenge me?

Because your speech is threatening to the writer of your history,
through a future perverted by envy.
Your whisper may sway the weak, but when I speak it roars the sea..."

Okay, so a lot of the time, I think we are temporarily blinded to the other side of God.

I'm talking about the side that is like a paternal rage for the protection of his children.

The side that sometime says, "I am going to protect you and if it means annihilating forces beyond your mortal fight. I will do it with extreme vengeance and they will perish."







I tend to actually be blinded to the other side and focus on this side, which isn't good either, but I want to tell you that if you stand on the fence in between Satan and Christ,







Satan owns the fence.







And the bible clearly states that you are either with Christ, or against him. (If you doubt that, go look it up, I'm not going to baby you, you'd hate that),


Meaning if you have grey area in your major concepts about Christ, you might be on the wrong side of the battle.

And while Christ tells us to love on another and be disciples of Christ to the world;

Disciples of kindness, pupils of the greatest teacher ever, Children of the best patriarch ever to grace mankind with his love.







However,







When the end rolls around and you happen to be on the fence,

You will fall and whether our human minds think we can perceive what Hell is like or not and whether our feeble intelligence can claim it isn't there, it is. And if you find yourself on the fence with Satan, against Christ.

You cannot hope to win. Not even in your faintest thoughts can you reason the defeat of Christ, nor will it happen









2. A Banquet for Traitors by Oh, Sleeper.






"He said, "My son, you can hold perfection in your arms if you wish."

but I sit at a banquet for traitors
placed here between a thief and a liar.



"Just run and hold perfection in your arms as I slip..."
but Ill make you the god of a liar
cause Ive been both a saint and a viper.
Ill make you the god of a liar...






...His life spilled like a tide so divine.

It was a blood soaked feast that never ceased as his veins dripped empty.
With such violent grace, the waves hit my face


and in painful clarity I turned fearfully..."










I put a space between the two, to separate the two.






Again, this is how I perceive these lyrics, my thoughts.






The first voice is Christ, again being the strong, fearless God he is.


He sat at the last supper with Judas, a banquet with a traitor.






I will come back to the next line, but I'm going to move on.






Satan gets a lot of flack, well deserved, but there's one name I hear every now and then;










"Dumb."






He is everything but dumb. They don't call someone who is dumb an enemy of people, The God of the Universe won't waste his time destroying a fool in the end.






He can tempt you, convince you things that are completely absurd, he can make you do things that are extremely nasty, terrible, unethical, and filthy.






And because he's a slithering, filthy, crafty viper,






he can make you a God... of liars, cheaters, and ignorance.






The next section says that Christ faced an awful, horrendous death for our wrongs that we often beat ourselves up for every day of our lives.


While remembering Christ was a pure, perfect human. I often wonder what made him think I deserved that.






Then I just remember he had to beat death and die on the cross to extend that gift to me.
And denying it would be extremely ignorant of me.


And finally, like I said, Christ died between a thief and a liar.


Christ, the King of Kings, Lord of the earth, keeper of his people, died in between a thief and a liar.






Then he rose again, wrapping himself in a shroud of victory, shining in an aura of victory and the marks of his battle still visible for the world to see that he was real and was NOT DEAD.














So it comes down to this;






Whom do you fight for?






Do you sit on the fence, idle and consumed by your own feeble opinions that spawn grey area in your beliefs about Christ?


Do you live every day like it's a party, caring only for the world's perception of you- a world I might add that is not our home and would love nothing more for you to believe just what they want you to believe; that you are what they say you are.










Doesn't standing up against the world and fighting for someone who can make the seas roar with his voice, who can die and come back alive, who can take on the nations of evil and annihilate them with his breath?






That's who I'm fighting for.