What an interesting weekend it was. The sitting president stepped aside and stated he wouldn’t run for another term, and we welcomed a new age for our government when he endorsed a black woman to run. I will be backing VP Harris in her bid for the highest office in the land. I feel it is the time and place for women to stand and for our voices to unite in a common goal of saving our democracy and assuring women have true equal rights. Looking at the other side of the aisle and thinking, those people do not represent me or my beliefs. For some, this will cause friends to leave, families to argue and leave riffs in the family unit. Not for me, you can believe what you believe and live how you see fit for you.
As beliefs go, mine are simple and straightforward spiritual
beliefs. I believe in a higher power. Love is the answer and in the
end that is all there is, love each other, hold space for someone who has a different
view than I do. The Golden Rule
and the phrase, “First do no harm” live in my heart. I share this because I
spent part of my weekend watching Hulu and their documentaries on mega-churches
and the variety of cults that have passed through and are still alive and well in
many places.
I was watching one such program “The Secrets of Hillsong”, a
mega-church started in Australia and then brought to New York City. I’m not going to degrade or disparage any
other person’s beliefs or the way they practice their beliefs. I will say for me, this isn’t a church it
appears to be a rock concert. I share because
I found myself asking this question, when did the worship of God
become a three-ring circle? As it turns
out there is quite a scandal around that church. (You can watch the show to get the scoop). I remember going to Sunday school as a child.
It was peaceful, we sang, our minister shared The Word, and sometimes we would
share a Sunday meal. Some people, simply meet in a location, sit
quietly, and allow the peace and grace of their God to wash over them. No other
words or a person leading them, telling them how they should feel or act, only
quiet communal with like-minded people. In the end, we must all choose what fills our
souls and brings us peace and comfort. Some have no religion, no God, and no higher power beyond themselves. As for me, I’ll pass on the Rock-Star preacher
and sit in tranquility with my maker.
