Where Am I?

Intended Consequences by: Jonathan Torgovnik

I do not understand the world. I often feel like the world I see is not the one I live in. How can the same world that celebrates National Secretary Day, have genocide? How can the same genetic design, a human, cry at a wedding, and yet that same design, that same model, can kill the innocent without remorse, or worse, with joy.

I do not understand what we call "the church". How have we sat by for years and years? How did this happen? How have we mistaken our purpose in the past? When did we start arguing over songs? When did we begin to value programs over people? When did everything change? When did our vision move from the community at large to the building on the street corner?

I'm not sure I recognize this world anymore. I only realize now that I've seen it not as it completely is, but as through a stained-glass window. I don't think Christ saw it that way. I think he saw it for what it was. He accepted it, and people. Even the awful ones. He accepted them. I don't understand this.

I don't want a new tv anymore.

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