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that sick if ignorance is not their constant companion. It's the same exact thing I have to deal with in my dad-what he has done is bad, yes, ultimately forgivable yes, but there's no way he would have done some of the things he's done if he knew full well what fruit it would bear for me and others. I don't hold that against him, and that's the beginning of Christ in me. I want more though, and that is where I can release people to live their lives in what I can perceive to be an error that they cannot possibly see and of which I cannot possibly teach them. Some things are only revealed by the Spirit of God who is always, always, always with us. So who am I to take God and put him in a box and bring him out from time to time to perform like a circus monkey? I wouldn't want to be treated this way.

The God in a box is maybe the oldest trick in the book. The serpent compartmentalized him in the garden so he could have his way with Adam and Eve, telling them what God really said and what he meant by it (this is horrifyingly similar to what many pastors do). The tragedy of it is that there are some still who talk about it as if it's being done by someone else, as if they themselves are unimpeachable and above reproach; but truth be told no one is immune to the disease of pride. Above all, this haughty behavior is mine too, but I can see now clearly that others drink lustily from the same cup. It doesn't reassure me to be in company. The part that is painful is that wolves still wear sheep's clothing. The boxmakers keep turning out new boxes for us to put God in and then they simultaneously reject the idea that they are boxmakers, saying instead that they are people who just happen to be making boxes that have nothing to do with God being placed in them. It's absurd.

In other words, it's funny to hear religious people talk about how they can't stand religious people.

I have heard some grossly repugnant speech from some very close brothers and sisters in Christ in this vein. I've heard some frankly unbelievable things coming from the lips of those who claim to be in a relationship with Christ. I have to say, I have seen and known enough Christians to know I no longer desire to be counted among them. It's not that I am bitter or angry or hurt or any of that any more. I'm simply no longer a Christian. I'm not a Christian. I've signed off from a life of rule-keeping, sin management, organizational cancer, and the asinine notion that man can attain holiness and invite the

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