You ask me to comment on who is my God.
My God is the spirit that moves us to be aware of the miracle of life.
It's the force that makes us want to live fully, find a useful role, serve others, love unconditionally and understand that we need to make the most of our time on this earth.
Prayer helps to find our way.
Louise Brown
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
A spiritual seeker
My early upbringing taught me God was a man, sometimes to be feared and you better be good or else! My adult upbringing is to think for myself and I believe God is a spirit of some type who I pray to and who cares about me. After Rabbi Ann's class I saw another light that perhaps Jesus is "godness" like we all are. Still mulling that one over. AND, now I'm thinking that god in me answers my prayers. So-o- much to think about!!
by Maggie Revere
From a hospital patient
The only thing I am sure of is that I am not sure of anything.
David M. Childress
David M. Childress
Thoughts of a Professed Atheist
The Life Force has always been and always will be.
Although it exists because we exist, it does not change, only we change. We join it when we are born and leave it when we die. It is the power that connects all living creatures on this planet, and perhaps in the universe. Tikkun olam is one manifestation of this concept.
The Life Force is a blessing and a responsibility. It brings joy, and occasionally sadness. It is that which prompts us to offer assistance when needed and to grieve when dreadful things happen beyond our ability to help.
What has always bothered me is that some people find it easy to injure and to kill. Nor can I understand depression and suicide, unless one is terminally ill. Is the Life Force somehow interrupted or damaged? It's as if those people are missing a vital piece of themselves.
This morning, I went out into the backyard to give the squirrels their usual breakfast of raw nuts in the shell. I watched them pick up the nuts and examine them, turning them round and about with those incredible little hands. Then they dash up the tree and I hear them crack open the nuts with their tiny sharp teeth. If that isn't enough to make someone recognize the joy of life, I don't know what is.
Although it exists because we exist, it does not change, only we change. We join it when we are born and leave it when we die. It is the power that connects all living creatures on this planet, and perhaps in the universe. Tikkun olam is one manifestation of this concept.
The Life Force is a blessing and a responsibility. It brings joy, and occasionally sadness. It is that which prompts us to offer assistance when needed and to grieve when dreadful things happen beyond our ability to help.
What has always bothered me is that some people find it easy to injure and to kill. Nor can I understand depression and suicide, unless one is terminally ill. Is the Life Force somehow interrupted or damaged? It's as if those people are missing a vital piece of themselves.
This morning, I went out into the backyard to give the squirrels their usual breakfast of raw nuts in the shell. I watched them pick up the nuts and examine them, turning them round and about with those incredible little hands. Then they dash up the tree and I hear them crack open the nuts with their tiny sharp teeth. If that isn't enough to make someone recognize the joy of life, I don't know what is.
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