As the little men in my ship sang Rio Grande during a voyage within Assassin's Creed: Black Flag I found out that crazy loon who started Westboro 'Baptist' Church had died.
As a Christian I can't really dance happily because wishing someone was dead seems a little iffy.
But the world is genuinely better without someone so hateful in it. I 150% feel this.
There is always so much talk over what makes a Christian. For some it is knowing the Bible front to back, going to church every single time the door is open, and letting everyone you meet loudly know that you live beneath the banner of being a good 'ol Christian.
I am not that kind of Christian.
I love the Lord and God. He's there for me when things get glum. I talk to him whenever I want to. I ask him to help me with work, to stop eating so much candy since it rots my teeth out, and whenever I pray I always tell him to have a great day. He is my friend and my savior. I don't buy into the whole fire and brimstone ideology. If God died on the cross for me because He loved me so damn much then why on earth should I be scared to death of him? It doesn't add up if you think about it.
To be honest I haven't attended church in years. I live in a place filled with those good 'ol Christian folks I mentioned earlier. The ones you see heading into the ABC store and cheating on their wives at the local fish camp. But come hell or high water they are at the church with said wife every single time those church doors swing open to welcome them inside. I'm going to guess that vodka they keep trying to pass off as water confuses them into thinking that God can't see them outside of church.
Instead I'm a Christian outside of church. I try each day to be a pretty good person in the image of Him. Helping my neighbors, the needy, and those who need an outlet to talk or learn about what it means to be a Christian. I do not judge people based on their sexuality or belief system. The cornerstone of Christianity is all about love. If you are gay and find someone you truly love then why judge that? I feel happy that you have found your other half! I'm still searching for mine. I'm straight but I feel gay, straight, etc., it shouldn't honestly matter. Gay people can be Christian too, remember? Anyone can be a Christian. It isn't come exclusive club.
As a Christian I don't shove my opinion in the face of another. I don't scream in the face of someone challenging my faith. I don't react when someone attacks my belief system. What is the point? It will be a poor showing of my role as Christian. When I meet someone new I never recall telling them I am a Christian. Should that now be reflected in how I act? When someone comes to me and asks me about being a Christian I gladly answer any questions and talk to them in the ways I know how.
Sometimes I doubt, I curse, I sin, and I don't have a perfect bone in my body. I consider myself a horrible person sometimes. The thing is, each new day I start and try again. Just because someone isn't a Christian doesn't mean they aren't a good person. Being a Christian doesn't give you the monopoly on morality. What makes me a Christian is my love of God, belief in him, and will to try and be a good person in His eyes and in His image. Realizing I don't pray as much as I should or I fail a lot of the time doesn't knock me out of being a Christian. You get up and you dust off and you try again.
Look at video games. There is such thing as ragequit and throwing in the towel. But what does a real gamer do? They get up and dust off and try it all again with better results. It doesn't matter if you've thrown the controller out the window and decided that you just plain suck at the game. Days, hours, or weeks later you will turn it back on and try again.
My attempt at a great life is summed up by Walt Whitman. "This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body."
So because of this news I sort of feel like the world has rid itself of...a sort of Ganon figure. I think that's a really good thing.