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Question--and this is embarrassing
You ever been scared you had no idea what you were talking about?
Yeah, me too
Honesty perplexed
I've lied and so have you
Christians
Lying

Like you never had questions?
Like you never had a moment when your inner dialogues
Were all of a sudden in third person like
'Are you really buying this?'
You're lying

Like your eyes are 100% always satisfied by your spouse
And you don't need accountability
Neither of which is biblical, by the way
Your eyes are never satisfied
Us, overgrown primates with egos
Lying

You quote the devil when you declare yourself okay!
You get it but you don't get it
Like, you've never planted your Chuck Taylors firmly in the sinking sand?
You're lying

We for centuries sing hymns of grace
And this is why it's amazing!
And if it's not, you don't understand...

Or you're lying

Which is why your friends don't believe you
There is just as much Jesus' blood on your hand as there is His.
You sure you understand the cross?

Forgive me for asking
Forgive me for asking

And you Muslims
Excuse my boldness
But what if you're lying, too?
Like, you don't ever have questions?
As if you've never wondered why Allah's ears only hear directionally
And if you accidentally point it slightly north-easterly then you've blasphemed?

As if the thought has never crossed your mind
That the Jihadists have interpret the Quran correctly
And you are what we Christians would call 'lukewarm?'
Which makes you much more like my evan-jellyfish churchianity would allow me to admit
And you can call me on it; I'll deny it, just don't believe me
Because I'm lying

I strain at gnats
I focus on silliness
I act like God has joined a political party just like you

As if you've never thought
'What if I was paralyzed and I can't make my pilgrimage to Mecca
Yet I follow the text better than my whole family?
Is there enough mercy for me?'

Forgive me for asking
Forgive me for asking

I know it's wrong for me to front like I understand your theology as well as I think
I understand mine but I know we can agree on this: Something is deathly wrong
With us

And you smarty pants don't front
Like, the little you know about our universe
You ready to draw conclusions about its origins?
Maybe we don't know as much as we think we do...
Science still can't explain yawning
Like you never took your world view to its furthest conclusions?
That if human behavior is just what protoplasm does at this temperature
Then there is no need for humanitarian effort because these atrocities weren't wrong
It's just the universe weeding out bad genes
And them's fingernail-on-chalkboard words, ain't 'em?

You're lying

Maybe I'm wrong, maybe you're right
Maybe we'll find out the day after the world ends
Yeah, I guess we're all a little inconsistent
Maybe we can just show each other some grace

Forgive me for asking
Forgive me for asking
Forgive me for asking

You ever bury yourself in self-righteous guilt?
(Huh, me too.)

Are there fresh tally marks on the walls of your brain's prison
(Mine, too)
Hoping that the count of good deeds outnumber the bad ones?
Are your miserable failures your badges of honor?
And when you count those tallies
And the day the good outnumber the bad
Pat yourself on the back:
You have joined the rest of humanity
You, too, are lying

Like you never thought

'Someone might catch me in my contradiction?'

Yeah, me too

You ever think to yourself

'I have no idea what I'm talking about'?

Yeah, me too

Forgive me for asking

Forgive me for asking