My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Friday, September 25, 2015
One and True
When we talk of the one true Church we are inferring there are others less true, and maybe some that are even false, but there is no one truth and not one approach to God or a single way in which God comes nearer to us. There is no "only way" in which we approach each other. I suppose the one and true aspects slipped in at a time when we were less secure, and wondering how we might compare with others. It is that insecurity that makes us pre-emptive in our criticism, like children wondering how they match up with others and needing to resort to exaggeration lest reality not suffice. When we don't need to be the one and true anymore we will then be closer to the center of where we find God.
Labels:
children,
Church,
comparison,
God,
insecurity,
religion,
rituals,
truth
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