Faith and Belief Puzzle

I received in my email a comment made on another blog, a reply to a post questioning ones belief and religion. While both belief and religion are a personal matter, until recently in most of the world they both were monitored and controlled by people with the power and ability to make ones life most unpleasant up to and including a prolonged and horrifying death if one strayed too far from the center.

In a few areas this has not changed. Even today in some parts of the world people are routinely banished from their villages, relieved of their possessions. Occasionally, body parts are hacked off, and their life taken because their belief system does not align itself with the powers that be. In some cases it is only perception rather than any actual proofs or observations that caused someone to be banished or killed over belief or religion.

Thousands of years ago – to present day in some places in the world, what and how you believe determines whether you will be alive to see the sunrise tomorrow. Possibly your answer may even determine if you will be alive two minutes from now. What luxury we have to ponder our beliefs out loud, and have a hopefully rational exchange of ideas and opinions on them.

We in the Western world, for the most part have it easy. When asked what we believe or profess to believe we have multiple courses of action. We can state our beliefs, we can allude to what we may believe, or we can claim it is personal and applicable only to ourselves, and choose not to share with others. In most situations any of these types of responses are acceptable, and there are no repercussions.

What if there is no wiggle room? What if your beliefs do not agree with the status quo? What if that difference means you may lose your life? What does one do in that situation? Does one publicly profess to whatever those with the power to end your life want to hear, or if one believes differently, do they state their beliefs, and suffer the fate straying from the paved road. What if straying means torture and eventual death?

Brittany’s s blog post , concerns the correctness of her personal belief system; questioning which parts of her belief are correct, and which areas may not be correct. This has been a relevant personal question for thousands of years and will continue to be relevant as long as one group has the power and ability to influence another.

Before jumping to conclusions of our own beliefs and bravery contained therein, I would like to mention the Leader of the Catholic Church. The last Pope after being shot, and now apparently all future Popes, have chosen safety over their beliefs. They have chosen the safer path, being transported through crowds in their protected bullet proof vehicle, affectionately named the ‘PopeMobile‘.

If someone that rooted in their belief system and faith such as the Pope(s) chooses the safer route, how many of us are really ready to put our own wishy-washy half baked beliefs on the line, with the knowledge our public pronouncement of our faith could lead to our death?

I for one know that it is easier to sit in the safety of my home, and say I would do this, or I would do that, knowing that the time should never come when I am doing what I think I would do, knowing my life is in jeopardy whatever my answer may be.

I would like to think that each of us, no matter what our belief system and possibly aligned religion have determined without hesitation what we believe is something we are willing to defend to our death. Settling for less is living a lie of convenience. There needs to be a sliding gauge in place however.

Expecting the same of a twelve year old as we would of an eighty year old is neither practical nor balanced. A typical twelve year old is barely aware of themselves as an individual, let alone what their true beliefs are and why they have them. Whereas an eighty year old has had a lifetime to think, test, and determine what is true for them.

Perhaps it is likely that the eighty year old is willing and ready to put their life on the line for their beliefs, but one would hope they have traveled down many paths before setting themselves on their chosen path.

For most people however, questioning your beliefs is natural and common. Everyone has doubts. Everyone wonders if what they believe is what they should believe. Those that ignore these doubts and questions have lead lives of lies because they never challenged what they believe and tested what they were told.

Bravery and Belief are not one word. Nor is Belief and Blind Acceptance one word. We all should strive to challenge our beliefs and not be afraid to modify them if we find them faulty, or untrue. Whether we are willing to perish for our beliefs is another matter completely and can only be answered by each of us individually.

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Feeling Lost in Your Spiritual Life?

I have some posts that may help you if you find yourself not sure where your life is going, or where it should be going. These posts may be what you are looking for?

Feeling Lost Because You Are

Accept or Change your Life

Want More Out of Your Life

Feeling Lost In Your Own Life

Life Plan 101

If you are looking for general help with your life, one or more of these posts will help you get your life where you want it to be. One thing I have never touched on in these posts is feeling spiritually lost in your religious life. I wrote a post called: Dark Night of the Soul, an overview about going through the process of finding ones spiritual self, mainly through ego destruction you may be interested in.

An area I glossed over about until now, is feeling lost in your spiritual life from a Christian perspective. Feeling spiritually lost happens easily. With so many people telling you how, and what to believe it gets very confusing. What makes it more confusing is they all come on like midway Carnies at the County Fair. Step right up folks, I have what you are looking for. If this is why you are reading this post looking for an answer, perhaps this is a good post to find direction for problems of this type.

At first the new church is fun, then the finish starts to tarnish and the cracks start to show. At some point listening to what they say, it becomes apparent, this is the same song with a different melody.

Instead how about reading one thought what is important to being a Christian? The central theme of being a Christian is not about being pure or donating money. It is not about volunteering to clean your church. Those are important things, and should not be ignored, but are not one of the best reasons for being a Christian.

If you are or wish to be a Christian, the one fundamental reason you want to be a Christian is because you believe there is a God who is good and just. Because you know and accept there is a God, you also must accept that there is an anti-God named Satan who is the opposite of God.

That is what you should know before you consider anything else about being a Christian of any type. Knowing this, and keeping it forefront in your religious thinking is why you are living this moment as a Christian. Everything else in your life is secondary. Christian churches may merge or disappear. You may change churches yearly, or decide not to go to church at all. One day a fire might wipe out the building that was your church.

You are a Christian because for all your life there has been war fought between good and evil. Like it or not, you are a very important part of that war. You may not feel like you are a good Christian or a Soldier. You do not hear any gun shots, see any bombed out building, or dead bodies laying in the streets.

The war going on is for this world, and you must believe this above everything else about being a Christian. If you think there is no war, think about the poorest sections of your city. The gangs, drugs, the violence, and the hate. The burglaries, car thefts, and violent acts around you. You are a Soldier in this ongoing, never ending battle.

You think you are not any of these labels. Your friends are not any of these labels. Chances are your family do not fit any of these labels. So why are those other people, like you, but across the street or across town so destructive? Because of the battle for this world. Whether they actively chose sides, or are ignorant of their actions, they are part of the war. If they are the gang members, drug dealers, pimps, thieves, etc, they are not on your side of the war.

I am not a fan of preaching, and this sounds awfully preachy to me so that is all I will say about it. If you have not known before, now you know why you are a Christian. You were created to fight in the war. Everything else is in life is secondary to the battle.

What you do or do not do, and whether you are successful or poor is not important in the spiritual world. The only thing that matter is you do what you know is right for yourself, friends and family, neighborhood, and city. That is how you do battle in this war. The balance constantly shifts. We move closer to, and then a step away from destroying ourselves, and the earth.

Now you know why, and what you should be doing. When you get to the other end of your life, the question, ‘Did you do your part to make the world a better place by resisting evil?’, is the only question that matters. Sometimes answers come from surprising sources.

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Spirituality, Your Ignored Other Half

How great it would have been if through my life someone would have been there to teach me spiritual development. Not to be confused with religious education, or indoctrination if that is how you see it, but rather an age based life mentoring, showing my spiritual growth and possibilities.

That is not to say I would change any of my choices through my life. Generally, the only semi real attention concerns state of spirit from a religious perspective. It is possible that some religions are more holistic in their approach, but I have yet to encounter one at close range that is.

spiritual selfAuthority figures in our life do what they can to raise us to know right from wrong and how to stay out of trouble. Their purpose generally is to make life easier for themselves rather than for our own good, excepting parents and other close family.

We are also led into achieving a certain level of achievement in our educational curriculum. What that level of achievement is for us varies from person to person and individual life circumstance, but generally we are expected to start making our own way as best we can once we reach a certain age, or achieve a certain level of educational mastery.

In all of this, with all our adult keepers, and societies watchful eye promoting acceptable behavior, no one really cares about our spiritual life. Most families, do not have spirituality hour, and there is not time set aside in the classroom where children are shown their life from a spiritual perspective.

Wouldn’t it have been wonderful to receive spiritual training throughout our life up to this moment? Having a mentor, or many mentors explaining to us with words and ideas that we understand, what our basic human purpose is and why it is important we nurture our spiritual self.

We would not wake up one day as an adult after a period lasting from weeks to decades of never feeling really comfortable with who we are and not knowing how to fix it. When we do come out of  our self absorbed life looking around as if for the first time, noticing something serious is lacking, we generally do not know what it is, or why we feel how we feel.

Right now, this instant wouldn’t it be wonderful to be able to ask our spiritual adviser why we feel the way we do? I believe as children when we are not shy about asking questions, we are too busy learning about our world to think about our spiritual self. Along the way our spiritual self is hidden from us.

As adults we have a self imposed rule about admitting we do not know, and asking others what they think. That is with the exception of asking our closest friends who are our closest friends because they are almost just like us, or as close as we can find.

Spiritual development does not have to be a process of rebellion against everything you believe, were taught, or think is possible. What your spiritual development should be is learning how you live your life so you recognize the face in the mirror as yourself. You do not want someone acting as you, as you peek out from behind deciding what kind of job they are doing for you.

When I was a child someone told me never to marry an actor, because you could never be certain if they were being real or acting. I have come to realize that it applies to each of us. Being yourself is the best gift you can give to you. Being yourself you may not know where you are headed with any certainty, but you can take comfort in knowing it is you and not some shell living your life for you on the trip.

I am still learning about my spiritual self, and I imagine I will for a long time. I urge you not to wait until you see your end out on the horizon to start filling in the blanks about what your purpose to being alive is and the amazing power of your spiritual self. Start learning about your spiritual side of you now, so you enjoy the trip instead of an unhappy spectator in your life.

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How many corners on a fence post?

I read a couple of blogs this week that moved me sort of. I left comments of course. I like to keep my comments friendly. The post topics and some morning conversation have me thinking out loud. Of course there is little point in having an opinion if you never share it.

Today started, or at least breakfast started with some talk around global warming. The folks I was with are of strong opinion that global warming is something cooked up by some environmental nuts who happened to get lucky and noticed. When I first started hearing about global warming I was tempted to agree with them. Since then I learned how to think, and I have to side with the nuts that dreamt global warming up.

My reason why global warming is a fact is so simple that many people miss the forests for the trees. I hope this is not an old thought rehashed…. Our Earth is supporting (as far as we know) a record population of people, somewhere over ten billion people. All ten billion of us are perking along at 98.6 degrees plus or minus a degree or two. Trade the animal herds we killed off one to one for people and we still have more mammals on earth than ever before heating things up. Add a few simple things like any gas powered motors, a few trillion light bulbs, and televisions/computers and we have some major heat being generated.

The first blog I read was about organized religion and a study that shows that people who have organized religion are happier, healthier, and live longer than those that don’t. Of course they do. It does not take a study to figure that out. How nice it is to blame whatever happens in your life, your fault or not, on something else.

What peace of mind that provides never having to be responsible for you own actions. My thought on this is God does not need us. We are what we are, and we should do the best we can. If that is not good enough for God, then God produced faulty humans, and the program should be scrapped. I don’t see that happening.

Another blog I read pointed out yet another study. This one said that most people interviewed thought they were okay, but people around them needed various levels of help, mostly with their heads. I know for sure I am all right, but I am not to sure about you. This study may be right. Unfortunately, it is a Phoenix study and rises from the ashes dressed in new feathers every few years. I believe Solomon mentions it in his musings, or maybe it was Aristotle, or Siddhartha, or maybe it was on The Simpson’s?

I think that covers everything blog topic that that has me thinking this week, except one. The last and questionably the best was a post about a relationship. Relationships are tough things, especially if you are a young man. Women for the most part have no trouble having a relationship with one man.

Young men on the other hand, have a very hard time being with or faithful to one woman. Evolution made the average man want to have sex with as many women as possible. Lots of sex ensures the best chance for survival of the species, for everything from disease to disaster.

Women on the other hand depend on Men to provide, and get a little picky when a man strays. My thoughts on the possibly straying man post, is it is not going to improve over time. If you think he crossing your acceptable line now, be assured he won’t improve over the next decade or two. A little hurt now ending a relationship is a lot better than a lot hurt over the next years.

Oops, one last blog I read about anger. If you are angry and do not wish to be angry, let it go. If you are anything you do not want to be, let it go. The best time to start redefining you and your life is this moment. Do not expect t change in ten minutes though, the longer you hold onto something, the longer it takes to leave you. Anger is no exception.

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Sunday, Sunday

I was invited to go to church last Sunday. It was a denomination and service I had never attended before, so how could I refuse? I have in the past managed to scare away the missionaries that would arrive at my front door to recruit me some time ago. The last pair, were two young men from the closest Mormon Church group. After fifteen to twenty minutes of talking and discussing, they were getting concerned about there own belief system and left with a promise that they would have some of their Elders come and speak with me. I thanked them and said I welcomed the future conversation. That was about seven months ago and I am still waiting….

I am always surprised about the groups of people who all feel they have the real version of Christianity and everyone else is peddling something that looks real, but does not quite get you through the golden gates into the promised land – whatever that may turn out to be.

In the past when the world was much larger, it was not unusual for a Town, City, Province, or even Country to be one religion. That was the way it was. The rulers ruled and the rest followed, or were put to death, or if they were lucky banished, which was about the same fate.

As the world became a smaller place, religion lost its iron clad grip little by little on people over the world. People were starting to think and have opinions and for the first time in history were not killed for disagreeing or having an alternative view about some facet of their religion.

Of course the fundamentalists never went away, they were always there pointing out the wrongs in any new thinking that flowed into town on the lips of travelers. Because the pen is mightier than the sword, some of those ideas took root, and people changed their thinking just a little bit about how religion should be. So here we are now, with more versions of Christianity in the world than most towns have residents.

Who is to say who is right and who is wrong. If you pretend for a moment to be looking at the earth from space, it is as we see in pictures, just a little blue and white marble surrounded by a sea of emptiness. It should become obvious when immersed in the view that we are all one, and connected to each other and everything contained on this little blue and white marble floating in space. It is also a little hard to find any supreme being when looking at earth from space.

Unless that is you take time to consider how exact and perfect everything about our earth has to be in order for life to survive and thrive. Or while gazing you think that we are really only a few hundred years from the way people on earth lived for possible millions of years, and how ignorant we really are. For all our modern knowledge there is so little we really can do. Then a Godhead becomes apparent to us, but the whys and wherefores are still a little hazy at best, with humans not much more advanced than an ant hill or beehive.

Back to the Sunday service I attended. It was focused, and fun. There was singing, music, a short skit, prayer and celebration. I found that what I watched unfold in front of me sitting as a visitor fit well with my beliefs. Of course I noticed some differences from other services I have attended over the years, no surprise there. All in all it was fun and I enjoyed the experience more than I have some other services I have attended. Try it out some time, if for no other reason than to validate your own religious beliefs.

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Church celebration and a three year olds wisdom

I went to an organized church function on Saturday. It was disconcerting attending a function that they has changed little over the years. I imagine it is the same with all organized religious services, but maybe not, as I have not experienced that many different religious services. This particular one was only different in the level of the priest(s) conducting the event.

They spent many minutes telling us – the audience – how great they were, and what they had been doing the last month or so. One of the two shared that he had been in the Pope’s presence earlier in the week celebrating a mass. While it is all good and wonderful that they were having such wonderful things happening in their lives, I thought the news could have been saved for a different time. For some of the people attending the event, I am sure the only vacations they have ever enjoyed were the summer break of their school years when they were too young to work.

The bragging portion of the event finished reminding everyone that the event was not a formal service and they were not excused from their obligation of attending service on Sunday, such as they are directed by the Church. I found it interesting that they did not feel the same restraint when it came to passing the hat for collecting money during the initiation. It also was not a substitute for the Sunday collection. As the basket came by me, I wondered, if I were a member of the church, would the leaders be hurt if I just donated an amount twice as large today and skipped showing up tomorrow? It always seemed that money is the main point of some church services.

The people for whom the service was being held ranged in age from teenagers to gray haired adults. While these people were being celebrated, they were also being admonished. They were reminded many of the do nots that every parent tries to ingrain into their children as they grow up. I thought the chastising was a little late in time, not to mention the months worth of classes they went through to get to that point.

The high point for me was listening to a three year old girl talking to her best friend a few seats away. She had a lot more important ideas to share than the droning coming over the speaker system. She informed her friend that when she was a baby she lived inside her mother’s body. Now that she is not a baby any longer she lives with her mother but not by choice. That in itself I thought was quite a revelation for a three year old, but there was more important information she needed to share still coming.

The little girl prattled on as an self proclaimed expert in many subjects that most three year olds have little awareness of. At one point she notified her friend that she lived with her mother for reasons other than she was birthed by her. She told her friend that she was born by her mother because that was the only way she could be with her sister who arrived before her. She loved her sister and did not like being separated. She then said that if it was not for her sister she did not know if she would have been born by her mother. I am sure that comment made Mom feel a little dejected.

For my part I suppose I did not add much to the service, as I spent the better part of an hour with one ear listing to the droning, and a more attentive ear listening to a three year old talk about love, and life both here and before. I thought it was a sad state for the celebration, or perhaps a sad state for myself when a three year old captured my attention over the service. I doubt my absence was noticed by anyone as they were trying hard to pretend the droning litany was a new revelation which they never contemplated before.

I always find young children’s thoughts fascinating. They talk about things when asked the right questions with such authority that sometimes I wonder how little water they drank at the river Plato wrote about. Of course just like the rest of us, a few years later if they were to be asked the same questions they would look up with a clueless expression and say they don’t know anything about that.

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