I've always wondered at the scripture quoted and shouted from pulpits
by preachers, whose fingers always pointed directly at me exuding the fiery smoke of sulfur from the pits of hell, proclaiming: “The
fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom,” until it was noted by a friend
that I could replace fear with respect or awe. It has a completely different
ring to it and is far more acceptable when I do that. Besides, I resent any
effort to make me bow, trembling before the very Spirit of Compassion that is
my hope for salvation. Once I have made my amends with that Spirit within, I am no
longer at war with what we call our God. Does this mean I lack humility and am
too proud to bend? Perhaps it can be seen that way; however, I believe that my
best attitude is to see myself as a participator with a loving parent rather
than a subject of a celestial monarch. Do I always feel this way? Certainly
not: however, just like a kid who has dented a fender... or far worse, I do bend when I cry out
for forgiveness. The rest of the time I am in fellowship with God as a loving spirit and only bow to acknowledge our union with my fellow human beings saying; Namaste.
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