Things I have learned

As I should have expected, posting about Jesus while not being a practicing Christian myself has produced some well...I don't know what to call it, among my readers. Some irritation, some frustration, some honest attempts to fill in my gaping areas of knowledge. I am reminded of what a precarious thing religion is, and how, though I will always have trouble respecting, say, anyone who calls themselves a Christian but believes that gay people are an abomination, I have to admit that faith is personal--which actually I'm really groovy with. I start to tremble in my heathen boots when religion gets used like an axe or a fish-net, which seems kinda often to me.

And if you don't adhere to one of the major religions, or "traditions" as some prefer to call some of them, people tend to believe you have no spiritual life. That you don't believe in something greater than yourself. I think there needs to be a new term for people who believe that God is not in a form that can be understood so easily, or rather, God is in every form. God just IS everything. I so wish I was John Stewart right now. He'd have a great term.

I promise we'll get back to talking about writing again.

J