Slavery

When the average person thinks of the word "slavery" many automatically think of physical chains and psychological destruction. As a Christian, I rejoice in being a slave. I've done many things in my life to please people: skipping class, crazy partying, and drinking alcohol. I have heard people say, "I can't be a Christian, there's too many rules and regulations. Out in the world, I'm free to do whatever I want."

I too used to think this, but then I realized I was a slave to myself and the world. I wanted to be cool, so I did things I knew I shouldn't. We all just want to be liked and accepted. That's the interesting thing about humans, we like to profess our superiority over other animals; however, we're not very different from our counterparts.

We're pack animals, seeking for belonging within a particular group. This is why people with similar interests flock to together. This is also why it's hard for people to change. If I decide to change my opinion or behavior, those within my circle can no longer relate to me, which usually results in expulsion from the group. Hence the reason we go against common sense in order to avoid rejection.

But you see, humans enslave themselves to material objects and destructive attitudes in the name of freedom. We would rather be free to destroy ourselves, then be caged in perfect harmony. I'm not saying that religion should be a cage, in which we place ourselves merely for the promise of an eternal life. What I'm saying is that we reap the fruits of our so called freedom.

Deciding not to partake in the 'pleasures' of the world I don't declare myself a saint, I'm just someone attempting to achieve the epitome of free will.