People indoctrinated by the religious system (compensated by the financial system, insured by the scarcity system, maintained by the religious system, ad infinitum) … are people you don't need to engage.
Yeah, I love the imagery of living at the outer crumbling edge of an old truth. My own favorite metaphor for it is that we’re living in a Holy Saturday between Good Friday/death of the old, and Easter/birth of the new. For me that’s not a time of suspended animation in non-being until the next thing comes, but a fertile time in rich nourishing darkness, wherein the new thing is shaping itself in sacred mystery.
awkward and scary...yes, but once past that... it is oh.... so.... FREEING. I can ignore without emotion, those who attempt to convince me they have some authority over my relationship with Jesus, withholding communion because I haven't confessed my mortal sins lately, squash my voice to silence within THEIR community....once my community, where I belonged once, but no longer can,, robbing me of my vote, my membership because they can't bear to have me around if they can't control me, yes, they can do all that, but they can't touch the sparkling joy, the depth of comfort, the peace and calm of knowing that I am walking in step with my God, my Jesus. Thank you for writing the luminaries, flickering flames that guide and encourage me along the path through the forest....sunbeams breaking through the canopy of trees reaching me with warmth and light.
Yeah, I love the imagery of living at the outer crumbling edge of an old truth. My own favorite metaphor for it is that we’re living in a Holy Saturday between Good Friday/death of the old, and Easter/birth of the new. For me that’s not a time of suspended animation in non-being until the next thing comes, but a fertile time in rich nourishing darkness, wherein the new thing is shaping itself in sacred mystery.
Nice. Yes. The in between. Like it
Well done. I'm sharing this with my friends.
gracias.
awkward and scary...yes, but once past that... it is oh.... so.... FREEING. I can ignore without emotion, those who attempt to convince me they have some authority over my relationship with Jesus, withholding communion because I haven't confessed my mortal sins lately, squash my voice to silence within THEIR community....once my community, where I belonged once, but no longer can,, robbing me of my vote, my membership because they can't bear to have me around if they can't control me, yes, they can do all that, but they can't touch the sparkling joy, the depth of comfort, the peace and calm of knowing that I am walking in step with my God, my Jesus. Thank you for writing the luminaries, flickering flames that guide and encourage me along the path through the forest....sunbeams breaking through the canopy of trees reaching me with warmth and light.
“Luminaries, flickering flames…” love it.