On a Mission for Truth

I’ve been doing some soul searching lately and believe it or not, it started with Beer. I’ve been drinking beer since before I was 21. I never really liked it, but i desperately wanted to be “one of the guys”. I hid my drinking from my parents most of my life, but as I got older I realized that drinking beer is not a sin. It’s not always agreeable when you are mentoring young teens, but in the Christian world where morality is what really matters, there is nothing wrong with alcohol consumption.  I closed the can of guilt trip on that issue a long time ago and although I don’t drink or discuss my drinking habits with my parents, I don’t think they are oblivious to the fact that on occasion I enjoy a little bit of rum.

So maybe this detox has gotten me thinking correctly, or maybe it is my age, but I’ve started to be honest with myself.  I don’t really like beer all that much.  There are times when I really enjoy a Coors Light or a Blue Moon, but there are many times when I drink beer just because it is the manly thing to do. We stand to pee, we watch lots of sports, we like Gwen Stefani and we drink beer.

So while I’ve been admitting things to myself and to the internet, I’ve started to wonder what else I’ve been duped into thinking I liked it but I really don’t. High Fructose Corn Syrup, Everybody Loves Raymond, Jamba Juice, Starbucks Coffee ( I do like their Mocha’s and Macchiatos), and Cigars.

Whew, that does feel like a colon cleansing right there. Yep, I put it in writing, I said it. But it’s the truth. The last 3 times I had a beer I asked myself, “Do you really like this?” and I Eddie responded with, “Dude, I’ve been wondering why you’ve been swilling this stuff all these years. It’s expensive, it makes you fat, and it tastes like crap.” I’m pretty smart when I listen to me.

Other things I think are overrated: bowling, golf, disc golf, $50 dollar steaks, scotch, luxury hotels, and personal pet monkeys.

So I urge everyone to take a moment and think about their lives and if they are doing something that they really like, or are they doing it because they’ve been told that they should like it? Are you watching Family Guy because you love it, or because your friends love it?

And for those of you that love all the things I don’t, well, that doesn’t mean they are bad things or that they aren’t enjoyable, I’m just admitting to myself that I don’t enjoy them.