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...so there's been an interesting discussion going on in my last "real" live journal post.
Apparently I'm a liberal who spews lies, has a very screwed up mind, and should read the "KJV over and over and over again." I probably shouldn't find this all as amusing as I do, but I guess that comes with the territory of being a lying liberal.
I've been thinking a lot about nature lately though, about trees and grass and dragonflies and angels. And also about evolution, about Darwin's concept of all of us having a common ancestor. It's occurring to me, slowly, that God is in everythiing. I don't mean that in a pantheistic way, and I'm not quite sure how to describe it to get my point across accurately, except...
It's a bit like being in love. Everything you see reminds you of Him, in some odd, abstract way, and it makes you smile and ache and wish that the Beloved was here with you.
The trees remind me of His sheltering arms, and their scars remind me that only those who have lived scarred lives can really save. And the grass reminds me to bend, but to always spring back up. He cushions my feet along this winding journey home. And the sky has always been special to me. It holds too many meanings to every explain to you.
I don't feel like a liberal, I feel closer to God. I can't seem to understand why people of the "church" pronounce me as a prodigal, and wandering exile, when I feel like I've finally stepped on the path homeward.
I find it all amusing, but it rather makes me sad. Just because I don't agree with you doesn't make me screwed up, nor does it mean that Jesus is who I say He is just because I believe Him to be that.
We box our Lord up too much. That's what I think is wrong with Christianity. And that makes me sad.
Apparently I'm a liberal who spews lies, has a very screwed up mind, and should read the "KJV over and over and over again." I probably shouldn't find this all as amusing as I do, but I guess that comes with the territory of being a lying liberal.
I've been thinking a lot about nature lately though, about trees and grass and dragonflies and angels. And also about evolution, about Darwin's concept of all of us having a common ancestor. It's occurring to me, slowly, that God is in everythiing. I don't mean that in a pantheistic way, and I'm not quite sure how to describe it to get my point across accurately, except...
It's a bit like being in love. Everything you see reminds you of Him, in some odd, abstract way, and it makes you smile and ache and wish that the Beloved was here with you.
The trees remind me of His sheltering arms, and their scars remind me that only those who have lived scarred lives can really save. And the grass reminds me to bend, but to always spring back up. He cushions my feet along this winding journey home. And the sky has always been special to me. It holds too many meanings to every explain to you.
I don't feel like a liberal, I feel closer to God. I can't seem to understand why people of the "church" pronounce me as a prodigal, and wandering exile, when I feel like I've finally stepped on the path homeward.
I find it all amusing, but it rather makes me sad. Just because I don't agree with you doesn't make me screwed up, nor does it mean that Jesus is who I say He is just because I believe Him to be that.
We box our Lord up too much. That's what I think is wrong with Christianity. And that makes me sad.