Yet again another example of what the world thinks of Christians, the biggest problem for me, is that a lot of the things he says; he’s absolutely right.

I Won’t Say The Lord’s Prayer by The Wonder Years

It’s a series of bars, thrift stores and churches lining the streets;
While women with gold crosses push kids into half-formed beliefs.
If Lot was righteous, I think I’d rather not be.
We lean on fences built from out-dated morality;
It’s a gang mentality It’s a dangerous thing.
They don’t ask you to think, just to repeat after me;
And assume you’re too careless to look at it critically.
You’ll stop progress if it contradicts what you’re told to believe;
I refuse to spend life on my knees.

These billboards that flaunt these scare tactics;
Make me think you’re only good if you’re afraid of being punished.
Every single Sunday, church bells wake me up;
But it’s never enough to pull me out of bed.

The church on Main Street has got its doors painted red;
And I guess it’s so the Angel of Death passes over it On its way to get gas.
The church over on Broad Street has got a neon sign that says Jesus Save Me;
And I guess it’s so God can see from where he is in the cheap seats.
I refuse to spend life on my knees;
And I won’t let somebody else make my decisions for me.
If we’re all just Christians or Lions;
Then I think I’d rather be on the side with sharper teeth.
I don’t need saving.

Open your eyes people. Make a difference. Be the change. In a lot of cases, you will be the only Jesus some people ever meet.