Christianity.. the final box preventing simple relationship between Christ and creation.

Sometimes I sit and think, or lie in my bed at night and think.

Marcel Roos posted this picture on Facebook.

Thinking about it, it is true. Christianity has become this comfort zone for a lot of people against going to hell. Like, I call myself a Christian, I sometimes read the Bible and go to church. I listen to the preacher and sermons, sometimes I understand it, but I cannot relate to it. We get into the Christianity box and we are safe.

But we do not learn to speak to God, to relate to Jesus, to really, really have a relationship with God. We have joined a social club called the Christianity Club, get together once a week and get entertained.

What I learnt during my time in Mozambique is, "search first the Kingdom of God" the rest is not important, you must have a relationship with God, nobody else can do that for you. We need to get out of our safety zone (box) and trust God for something. But we do not trust God, we rather trust in things we can see and touch, in ourselves and in others because trusting God meaning giving up control.

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