My thoughts on religion

I was having an email conversation with a friend, which turned into a fictitious dialouge in my head. Do you ever do that? I figured, when I was nowhere near the computer, that it would make a good blog. Only I didn't have a pen. Let's see if I can remember what I was going to talk about.

We were discussing religion, actually. He's sort of interested in exploring various religions.
It seems to me that religion is a largely consumer driven thing. I shop for what I want.
If I am looking for a politically neutral community, with high moral values, great programs for the kids, and a Saturday evening service, I might shop around until I find something I like, and then I'll complain about the music. Or I can change my mind, and switch to something more appropriate for whatever stage of life I find myself in.
God is different, though.
If He is real(and I believe that He is), then I need to set out to know Him, rather than dictating how I would like Him to be.
Imagine that I march up to some handsome man, say, for instance, Tim. And I say, "Gee, big guy, I'd like to have you for my boyfriend." Well, that would be swell. Then, imagine that I define him as I want him to be. "I want you to be outgoing, socially conscious, a great skier with 6 kids, and a home in Aspen." Do you suppose he'd think I was crazy? I doubt he'd have much to do with me.
All of us, handsome men included, want to be known as we are.
Even God has to be sought out for Who He really is, otherwise I've just invented an imaginary friend.
Maybe an imaginary friend is just what I'm looking for.
But, If I want Truth, I've got to take it as I find it. That's true for anything, but especially with people.

That's really what I was thinking about today, as I drove about town in my car.

Oh, I stopped over at Tim's house. You know what? He has a big ol' dumpster, and a porta-potty in front. It looks like Arkansas!
Construction is happening! Who is excited?
Truly, I just can hardly believe that such a great man loves me so much, that he would go through all the inconvienience of remodeling, so he can keep me. Isn't that wonderful? It's like a great big monument to his love for me....with a porta-potty and a dumpster.

.....Ugh, there are hungry children in my house, and so now I have to end this thrilling tale to be responsible.

One more thing, though. Michael and Don are both in the top 20 best lacrosse players, in their age groups, in the valley. They are so cool.

ok, bye now.