A Joyful Easter for All- but most shouldn't read
Sat, 04/7/07 3:39 AM
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Hello All,
I am going to be writing something personal, and I hope
it doesn't offend anyone, especially those that do not
share my particular faith. So to avoid that, let me share
a true episode to help some realize that not all people of
my faith are nutty, will convince others that I am nutty, and
will offend many of my fellow believers.
I once took holy communion at Easter, drinking the wine and
eating the bread, partaking of His blood and flesh. After I
consumed the bread, I turned to the soul beside me and said,
"Doesn't taste like chicken."
I have been celebrating in my faith a holy series of events
this week. I write now because it is now a silent time in the
way I observe my faith. That may sound strange, but this is
the anniversary of when He descended in death and Hell, and His
Voice was given to others in another place.
This week or season is much different to me than Christmas, which
is another important event for me and my faith.
Christmas is easier to be a society thing, as it involves a birth,
and many can welcome the happiness and giving when one thinks of the
sweetness of a baby, a mother, and a father.
But the past week in my faith revolves around death, which is
very personal. Yes, we all with die, but we all deal with it
personally differently. Society has provides us with an outward way
of dealing with death, but that is just a mask of dignity and security. Ultimately, we face death alone and deal with death of
those we love alone.
We may welcome the death of our loved ones because it eases their
pain and suffering, but the loss of their presence in our normal, daily lives is frightening, soul-wrenching, and seems worthless...
a bizarre concept, especially to our modern, scientific souls.
Death is not modern. Science has helped us understand it's various
causes and helped us avoid it sooner in many causes, but it comes.
Damn, I sound a bummer, but I'm just trying to look at it, work it
out. I have..I've lost so many important people in my life, and I'm
rambling as I try to make sense of why and how this life can be so good and have so much bad, especially hard ending for good people.
I don't have answers.
I do have faith. It is an old faith.
When we usually use the term "faith" now, it is usually faith in facts, based on science, polls, or this economical, political,
whatever you want to label it, system that we live physically in.
It is system that gives us money, food, a roof over our heads, and
tries to relieve our pains. It is also an unequal system, but that
demands money instead of compassion and love to make sure the food is
good and plentiful, the roof is good, and that all are relieved of pain.
The original heirs of my faith embraced science to do good, and did
good. And I embrace it as well.
But I am of the old faith as well, where there is a sweetness that
we shall find once we have lost our gift of physical life.
Yet I wonder, could we add something to our current life with the vision of might be? It is an old faith...but could we add to our
quality of life now by a vision of heaven?
It wouldn't taste like chicken.
Love and...
Take Care,
Fieldthistle