I take so much for granted in life; like the simple act of turning on a light, knowing the heat will come on automatically, that the store will have food in it. that water will come from my tap, etc. etc.
I have faith that I will have light and food and heat everyday.
I have been reading about the early years of Christianity and finding the circumstances in which the words of the gospel were written helps make sense of some of the things I have struggled with understanding. The person who wrote these words chosen to be gospels and letters had no idea that I would be reading them centuries later. My world would be beyond their comprehension, as theirs is to mine. I believe that Jesus holds the key that opens the door to a spiritual reality that transcends time. This will be continued later.
Christianity grew out of the roots of Judaism, a religion that believed in One God whose name they would not say, to whom they sacrificed animals and for whom they built a temple. God's very presence was in the Holy of Holies. After the destruction of this temple it was like they had been left deserted, powerless in a world that prided itself on its power and might.
Friday, February 18, 2011
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