There will be either the pilgrims of that faith or the Christians who do right by their faith. If it’s a faith that I’ve stolen, it is not my faith, if it’s a chair that I did not make, it is not my chair.

Christianity seeks progress, it mounts on the shoulders of means and manners that we’ve earned. Luck that brought us a window of opportunity to decorate the other world, but we became victim of greed and envy. The last thing that I want is a fear and rejection from Christian God, cause that’d would mean something. I’d rather knock a door that I know.

Time will guide us to the future. I am a preacher of faith, life is short and there are just too many tests. I chose Christianity for its freedom, the freedom to embrace and let go. I felt attraction and a knowledge that is humble. The car that made me arrogant, was just a taxi for hire, now I walk by foot and my own feet I admire. I know where my feet will take me. What’s the point of hitch hiking that even when you pay for it, the ride won’t take you to your destiny.

Straight path is the best path. It is the faith that I serve today will be the instrument of my salvation tomorrow. It will give me the necessary drive to keep me motivated. The faith that I left behind is my past, its remains, an old monument, and its followers, a living memory. Good memories, all Cherish.

Christianity called me, it calls me. I do seek to see a Christian in everyone, which is just goodness and good deeds. All are chasing after their own faith, had the world been mute, our differences would have been dissolved. While they remain, the words will be vocal about the laws, that keep up the discrimination, because faith was freedom, it is freedom, and it’ll always be freedom. Without free will and choice, I’m just a cross on my own grave, gravity is my witness, I’m only pulled towards the truth.

I’ve forgiven myself and everyone else. The leftover me is principled, if today won’t be tamed, tomorrow will be disciplined. If today we don’t have witnesses, tomorrow God will be our testament. We deliver where we can, where we can’t, time will. In the noises of faith followers, only supremacy of religion is the ultimate evil.

We’ve gathered in the church drop by drop, and formed into trickling water streams, that have cut holes through stone hearts. Matters of faith are never delicate in lands where faith followers are kind and live by wit.

To live by honor is the way of those with pride of their ancestors. Christians only had one, we had a glimpse of hope, and we’ll have it again and again, until the world rests with equality, faith becomes free from borders, all the closed doors of faith are opened, and peace is established.

Life is short too short for complains, as Christians we confess our weaknesses, and those weaknesses only become the source of our power. It is better to have a few loyal Christians than a horde of doubters, who run to benefit of the world, not the benefit of deeds and the afterlife.

Bible is a little source of guidance, more a source of inspiration. Its chapters are not the words on stone, cause real lessons are written on the soft patches of the muscle, that beats for us twenty four seven.

The struggle of time that weakens your bones and joints becomes the source of peace and pleasure when your body is put down to rest, and joy is given to your soul. The building of Church is old, not its people.

The Church that’s seeking variety is in the benefit of the future. Better than the Church that’s more inviting, is an ordinary building, that’s more musical, and music can be heard from it to the distance of miles. Where ever people of Church go, they take their music, without your guitar, your not carrying your faith, but its urn.

Followers of Church that get rich by stealing money or not earning it by just means, must pay their dues to the Church and to the poor, it is better to pay your dues in this life, here, than that life, there. Hell is only infamous for its reputation, you’ll love it when you’ll see it because of your crimes. Luxury is good, salvation is better.