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Left me confess something, the thought of Universalism/Unitarianism is a lovely idea.

During my wandering, New Age, seeking-something-greater-than-my-childhood-faith years, I favored and EMBRACED the idea that no matter which One Supreme Good All Knowing deity you followed – all paths led to one place, to one true God.  I felt that more than a handful of us were honestly trying to live good lives, help others, seek peace and honor a loving creator of all things.  And the slightest change of birth place and language, resulted in giving the same God a variety of images, titles and names.  I secretly hoped that we were really more the same than different when it came to the ”fillings” in the god-shaped-hole of our hearts.

At the end of the day, when all is said and done, I thought (and still hope) that no one, except truly evil people and those who purposely hurt animals, belong behind the gates of hell.  (fyi: I’m not a vegetarian, as I can attest to here, I do love my beef, pork and poultry – but I also love live breathing animals and can’t stand seeing them abused and intentionally hurt…those current Humane Society commercials are killing me softly).

Anyways, back to blissful Unitarianism.  I wish it were true, it would ease my mind and heart.  I have had LDS friends as a child and co-workers as an adult; I’ve always been fascinated by their beliefs and rituals (PS: Big Love starts soon, and I really kinda dig this show).  But regardless of what I’ve been taught about our differences, I’ve always thought – they are good people – great morals –  strong families – and aside from some special undergarments, pluralism, secret names, and handshakes – they are really good people who love “God”.  Ditto with Hare Krishna, Gnostics, Buddhist, Hindus, followers of Judaism and the newer Church of Oprah.

I suppose our differences come down to the one thing that I know to my core; Jesus.  I’ve got Jesus and I’m worried that they don’t.  It hurts my heart that everyone doesn’t see and accept “Jesus”.  It makes me sad that there are those struggling to climb the ladder to heaven; good deeds, good lives, good people.  I can visualize the moment they reach the last rung and see that the ladder didn’t reach the entire length to heaven.  I would hate for these next words to be used as insurance by anyone, but I still hold out some hope that there is a grace I cannot understand; that when they stand on that last rung, in despair, knowing they did not get to heaven on their own, that a hand will reach down to them through the clouds.  That hand belongs only to Jesus.  Again, nowhere in God’s instruction manual does it say that this could happen; it is just a secret hope I have.  A very, very, last, last, last chance.

Visualize God any way you want, but you can’t change the image of Jesus.  You can’t change who He is, what He was, what He did.  I guess that’s why I had to give up the lovely idea of being Unitarian.  Jesus got to me…

And now to really mix it up, let me leave you with a song by an American Hasidic Jewish Reggae musician, Matisyahu, the song is called: One Day.  It makes me happy and hope that one day, all of us children of God, will get it right.  I am loving this song…  enjoy.

 

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