Lord, Save Us from your Followers!

I just watched a documentary on Netflix called "Lord, Save Us from your Followers." I expected this to be a Michael Moore like condemnation of the Christian faith. Was really just wanting to watch it for some cheap entertainment, but soon found that it was more than that.

The director and writer of the documentary is a Protestant, a believer, on a quest to find out why exactly Atheists, Agnostics, and other religions seem to have an extreme distaste for Christians.

Some of what was discussed I found extremely interesting.

-Most people that have issues with Christianity actually like Jesus and what he stands for. Their beef is with the way Christians try to spread their word through condemnation, fear tactics, and yelling the loudest.

-The abortion numbers for Christians are relatively high. The documentary discusses how the porn industry, Hollywood, and media are all to blame, but then asks the question, "Isn't the home to blame?" Those industries do what sells. So if sex is what sells, wouldn't people learn their craving of sex from their home as a child?

-The documentary also asks people if they think that Jesus would be Democrat or Republican, liberal or conservative. Most said neither, he's above that. So then why does faith become such a large part of political campaigns? Because its easy votes.

-The documentarian takes an idea from a book I read called "Blue Like Jazz" and sets up a confessional in a particularly un-Christian event. Donald Miller set up a confessional booth during a "Pagan" festival at his college in Portland Oregon. The documentarian, Dan, set up a similar booth at a Pride Festival. He started each confessional with asking forgiveness on behalf of the church for treating people like trash, sub-humans. In just about every instance the people were taking aback, connecting with Dan, and there was actually a dialogue, empathy, and confusion as to why they were pushed out of the church.

I just found some of those points interesting. They're things I've always sort of expected, but never had anyone go to the streets and try to find out.