New International Version (NIV)
33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.
What is his kingdom?
What is his righteousness?
the quality of being morally right or justifiable.“we had little doubt about the righteousness of our cause”
morally right or justifiable
We are correct when we are living morally and justifiably.
But justifiable to what?
There are rules in society, a set of guidelines, a conscious that guides us and nudges us to know what is right and wrong. I remember being in 1st or 2nd grade and already wondering what the purpose of life was… I would look at my hands and wonder why are we here? An inkling or feeling or guidance to understand. But what if you were to explain righteousness to a child who did not understand what that was? And whos guidelines are we playing by as far as what are we judging righteously?
One problem I have always had with Christianity is that I was born into it. If that makes sense, I never really had a choice any other options of someone elses guidelines to follow. Like do I just believe this cuz I have never really had any other choice. I figured I would have to go back to my own past at some point. Probably cuz I never really have before.
My grandfather was a preacher and had all girls. In fact I was the first male grandchild. 10 girls boom me. My earliest memories are of my parents getting divorced. Something that tends to happen quite a lot in our society. Probably many reasons why. There really are two types of divorces cordial divorces and not pretty divorces. This was a not pretty lots of anger sort of divorce. I was the youngest of 3 with two older sisters. From what I remember it was a traumatic experience. The problem was that it never ended. It was something that just clung to life, always anger and resentment and the feelings of everyone wanting you to always choose. We ended up moving away from my father my two sisters mom and stepdad. And started attending church…alot. My main problems now today are I never really knew what happened those early years and why it happened. I always felt lied too like no one was ever telling me the full truth. It was also uneasy trying to keep the peace. But even asking both parties now I still get wildly differing answers. Maybe it doesn’t matter but I have always had that want and desire to know. Probably so that I could know finally once and for all who to choose. But does that really matter? I have always felt like I have had to choose and never known the right choice.