It's like the Civil War. Only Not...

I sat down to my computer today, ready and armed to talk about Calvinism. 

Yes. 

Calvinism.

Now, if you knew me a year ago, you would have thought that perhaps this might be something that I would investigate in the future. The future being like 3 or 4 years. Not 12 months from now.

I have always been a woman with a curiosity for things of a debatable nature. 

Now. I, myself, absolutely HATE debating, but I figure I probably should know what I believe if the event ever should present itself.

Plus, accepting Jesus into your heart at age 6 doesn't give you much freedom to "play around" with the gospel for very long.

I mean, come on. I've had 12 years to search and seek after and find.

Why am I just doing it now? You know?

But that isn't the point.

That's exactly the opposite.

I came to my blog today, with a readiness to discuss Calvinism.

Partly, because I am just now understanding what it is, and partly, because I think it is one of the greatest things I have learned in a Long time.

But,

although I was so ready and so willing to discuss such a debatable topic,

I realized something way more important.

Isn't it shocking how more often than not we find ourselves debating with other Christians over different theologies and different doctrines and different beliefs, rather than finding similarities with each other.

Like,

I don't know.

Jesus?

We talk about what WE believe and constantly debate about such insignificant things that it can be so frustrating sometimes.

Like, there are even under-the-radar stereotypes that some Christians have towards other Christians of a different denomination.

Sometimes, the pastor might even unintentionally mention them during a sermon, just as a joke!

Like, "Oh those Southern Baptists down at nah nah nah. I'm sure God will forgive them even though they nah nah nah. (everyone laughs)" 

And even though it's just a "joke", there is some kind of stereotype tagged onto it.

So, although I wanted to discuss Calvinism today,

I decided to save that for another day.

Because if we, as the Body of Christ, can't come to start making peace with Christians of other denominations, then how will we live as one body?

My body functions perfectly well as One unit, and I think it would be kind of odd if one part started doing something totally different and radical and I don't know, like maybe my finger decides to leave because he can't put up with my elbow anymore.

It just sounds silly doesn't it?

We just need to realize that all it really boils down to is love.

And if we do not have love, we have nothing.

So stop this Civil War.

We are brothers and sisters in Christ.

We live under the same Father, for the same Father.

Now stop shooting down the South.

Stop smoking out the North.

Be brothers and sisters and Christ and get over it.

He died for us, 

now let's live as One body, One church, One Bride

For Him.

Forever His, 

Rachel