Cowboy Caleb the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief

Eating Your Own Dogfood

I got home exhausted with loads of packages from last minute christmas shopping at Takashimaya. My arms were laden with toys, clothes, books and knick-knacks destined for the clutches of my cousins. It was already 10.30pm but I had not eaten so I asked my landlord to accompany me to the local mamak shop for tea.

Our conversation at the mamak shop (while I had the nasi goreng special) revolved around what it means to be a good Christian. We both wholeheartedly agreed that new Christians (adults who convert from whatever into some brand of christianity in adulthood) were bloody annoying with their constant efforts to convert you, their (mis)intepretation of the bible and holier-than-thou attitude. I told him that attending church regularly and converting your friends through persistant irritations does not a good christian make. Instead, a good christian is somebody who does the right thing when required to.

On the way back to our house, we noticed that a spanking new 7-11 store had opened at the community center. We decided to check it out and get some pringles to munch on. Strangely the 7-11 was dark and the doors were shut. There was even a key dangling on the door.

It’s closed and the door is jammed so we can’t lock it said a girl behind us. So we tried to help them with the lock by dismantling it but it just wouldn’t close. Since the store could not be locked up, the girl could not go home. This was a special 7-11 that only opened from 10am-10pm.

So we had to stay with the girl until the locksmith arrived at 1.30am because it was dark and lonely thus the possibility that somebody might rob the store and rape the girl was quite high.

Now I just know this is a test from god because

1) The girl was not a gorgeous chick
2) She refused to give us free snacks or slurpees
3) Her demeanour was outright obnoxious
4) Me and my landlord were dead tired and sleepy

The point of this post is that the measure of a good christian is not how often he goes to church or how many friends he converts. When you are sent a test (like this), how you react to it determines what kind of person you are.

Sitting down at the dark place in a deserted 7-11 surrounded by stuff I was dying to shoplift, trying to protect an ungrateful rude girl - I just know I scored massive brownie points in heaven. I got home before 3am and slept without taking a bath but still managed to get to work on time the next day.

Your brand of christianity is somewhat askewed. you think its a test, why not just do it and don’t justify it as a test from God?

What if its not a test, but your imagination?
What if the test is something else, like whether you would glorify yourself after helping someone?

There is seriously no end to Mandrake’s funniness. Hahahaha!

Caleb’s learnt a lesson. And its not the KPIs of being a X’tian.

Christianity these days is so repackaged, rebranded and restyled that its hard to see whether its for real.

“U Christian meh? Zhun boh?” *chuckles*

Merry X’mas Khalib!

My Son… you have made me proud… for that, I shall give you 3 pretty virgin maidens.. they await you in your next Test Site…

Jack, host of Amazing Race, walking towards the camera: “And for the next leg of the race, the team will proceed from 7-11 to the neighbourhood market and see if they can help… ”

damn.. watch too much Amazing Race.

Liquidblade is so gonna get struck by lightning hahahahahahhaahhahah

i believe in god but i dont believe in pretending to go to church and be holier-than-art-thou.
im a bad bad person and i still speak to god because i believe in him. I know i would the the last person he will consider to go to heaven. if i dont make it into heaven, i just hope God will forgive all my sins and leave me in limbo land instead of hell.. poor poor sinful powerpuff

btw, i dont wana go to church. and i wont EVEN pretend that I want to go to church.

now the question this eternity is, why do people who are christian yet don’t want to go to church? Is it the holier-than-thou attitude that some church mates give off or you believe that what they taught in church is not the truth.

The measure of a Christian is how ‘Christ-like’ he/she is (the literal translation from Hebrew is ‘little Christ’ btw). And if Jesus attended church, healed the sick, preached to convert (and his last words were to ‘go ye all out into the world and preach the gospel’, shouldn’t that be the TRUE measure of a Christian? I don’t really do that, that’s why these days I prefer to say I am spiritual and that’s it.

Ditto on the new Christians bit.

well… this was… still… a hilarious post… if you don’t mind me.

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