“You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your f*** khakis.”
-Fight Club
And I’d like to add, I am not the blog I write, or the things I say on the internet. I am not my religion.
I find myself refraining from posting certain things on the internet or saying them in person. Oooh, my dear, it will offend my Catholic visitors. Yikes, this guy is a hardcore religionist, I’d better be careful what I say around him. Oh noes! it will offend my fine Christian blog readers. I can’t post that, it has a curse word in it. Better not say anything about this because it will offend various religious people. Oooh, better not Tweet that, some Christians don’t like rock music. Woops, better not post that, some hardcore Christian friends are vegans and puritans.
Really?
Yuck.
I hate stifling myself for fear of offense. It’s painful to do, and I’m not sure it’s even the right thing to do.
To top things off, I think the people who put up the image of 100% always-religious façades are frauds and charlatans. Their righteousness is only skin-deep, more often than not.
I am not my blog, I’m not my tweets, I am not my Facebook status updates. I’m not my religion. I’ve got to be who I am, and wouldja believe it, I’m not religious 100% of the time. I like rock music. I sometimes avoid studying Scripture so I can do some software programming. I like playing video games. I enjoy my wife and all the pleasures and sensualities that entails. I’m not a puritan. I like leisure and taking it easy.
That’s me.
I’m not all religious all the time. 
And if you’re offended by this post, you suck. 
And now that I’ve pondered holding back this post, deleting it, or otherwise not publishing it; now that I’ve resolved to hit the publish button, I now return you to our regular programming.