A Matter of Perspective

I am friends with a lot of various people. Many of us embrace the same beliefs and feelings about things. But I also have friends who I am nearly opposite of.

It isn’t that we aren’t friends—we are—it is just that we don’t agree on many things.

One of the things that is disagreed upon has to do with matters of religion.

I like to say I am not religious, I am a Christ-follower. I think religion or being religious has too many negative connotations and connections. However, if you say you are a “Christ-follower” well, that leaves no room for doubt about who you are calling “Lord of Lords.”

The other day I got to thinking—after talking with one of my friends about crystals—“Why is it easier to believe in crystals than it is to believe in Christ?”

Well, first I wanted a little better understanding about crystals.

According to a healthline.com article, “Some people claim that crystals promote the flow of good energy and help rid your body and mind of negative energy for physical and emotional benefits. They believe certain crystals benefit your sleep, help you manifest your desires, and add an additional healing element to reiki.

“But it’s important to note that almost no scientific evidence supports the use of crystals or other forms of energy healing.”

Hmmm. . .

Sounds a little like the copper bracelets that were supposed to help with arthritis...

I understand that a lot of things can be done through the power of thought. If someone happens to be holding a crystal while thinking a positive thought and something good happens, I suppose I could see a connection. But I don’t hold any belief that “things” can make good things happen—or even bad things for that matter.

So many people seek answers in so many ways, like crystals, GUS (God, Universe, Source), positive thinking and so many other ways.

I understand, too, that believing in Christ is probably stranger than believing in crystals—at least I can see and touch crystals.

But when I say the word “crystals” it doesn’t invoke the feelings I have when I say “Christ.”

Crystals is just a word for me. I understand that for my friends, it is much more. However, for me, it is just a word that means “some awesome looking rocks.”

But when I say “Christ,” oh the feelings that come with that word—with that name!

I feel a cascade of feelings: joy, hope, peace, fear (especially when I said that name in a curse), mourning, jubilation, expectancy, love...

Perhaps my friends who put their faith in crystals and other things like that feel those feelings, too.

All I know is that a crystal never died for me and I believe Christ did...