Guerra means War

I feel like I am in war now. Spiritual warfare, that is.
My uncle's being as stubborn as a Catholic can get about religion. (And trust me, I know how stubborn they can get.) And please don't hate me, my nonexistent readers, in case I have insulted you.

My uncle insists that he is a Christian, and at the same time, persecutes us for not acting like Christians. He insults the name "Born-Again" and follows that oh-so-lame joke "Born-Against". So tell me this, what are we born-against? I love my uncle, that's why we try to bring him to church, that's why we try to make him sit through service, that's why we try to include him in our devotionals. It's just too bad we can't get through him. He can shake his head at us, he can scorn at us, he can yell at us for not giving his way, but by all means, he cannot make us stop. Seriously, even if he kills us, another Christian will find him again someday.

This, I'm glad to say, is my next mission. But it pains me to yell, to scream, and to become so infuriated with him because he is stubborn.

It is not my battle to win, but God's. So I know I shouldn't be mad or upset...
We, my mom and I, dropped my uncle off at the house, and we proceeded to watching a movie, 500 days of summer. It's kind of funny...and a little inappropriate, but you know, it helped get the mind off things. It's not exactly family friendly...and I don't exactly think it's a couple movie...really...or it might be. I cried through it. It's shallow, I know, but I cried.

Perhaps it's how Argee feels right now...because he thinks I'm "THE ONE." So it might take some days...months...maybe years to get over me, but I do hope that he does get over me...and maybe moves on. It's been 5 weeks now...since ties have been cut, but maybe it'll take a little more time.

Please keep in mind, this isn't for the reader's benefit, as I have stated in my last post, but for my own.