There is a story of a proud young male called, boy. A boy who talked to God. God talked to the boy. Life was good.
God sent a Son to a planet called, Earth. Jesus. Maybe you have heard of this Man?
On planet Earth the many people of many colors, age, and time, all worshiped ‘something’.
Some sacrificed other humans to god or god’s. Some who believed in God sacrificed lambs, such as the Jews. Some sacrificed themselves.
Sacrifice: To offer, give, honor, appease, ‘something’.
Usually a sacrifice is also a depletion of a persons wealth. If an arm caused sin than cutting off that arm was a sacrifice. Barbaric? Bullshit? Strange? Well if you’re human, you decide.
Even those who don’t believe in god, god’s, God, or anything other than whatever it is they fancy at the moment, sacrifice. They sacrifice money to get an abortion. They sacrifice their morality to go fuck anything that moves.
Now, getting back to the boy who talked to God. One day he held a glass of water and poured it on the ground saying, “I offer this to God.”
Ha!
The boy was an idiot and quickly learned the folly of being an idiot. God was not amused, the boy was schooled. And Jesus died as a sacrifice so that no longer would sacrifices to God be needed.
No more slaughtered lambs. No more nailing a body to a piece of wood. All one has to do now is to talk with an open heart to God.
Simple.
Easy to understand as a single glass of water.
And the best part is the story has a good ending.
Robin Lipinski 