A Thought...

doowyllob:

I wonder why most wars fought during the history of mankind have been in the name of religion?

And I wonder when was it the very last time that a war in the name of religion was fought?

 

Also wars based on religion, how many types / categories are there?

hmmmmmmm

**thinks********

Thank u E...I love u unconditionally Mama Ez...yr contribution an presen(t)ce in my life is appreciated in abundance....U may never get to see this decalration..but I KNW & believe u FEEL my love...

Perfecto Thought for the week....

**my personal feeling at this moment... ** a feeling of immense gratitude and love**

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When you search for me, you will find me; when you search wholeheartedly for me, I shall let you find me” (Jer 29: 13)
 
Deep within us is a place where we have found God and God has found us. Once in a great while we come to this place within us and we realise it is the goal of our seeking. It feels like home. It is a place of safety and security, an ideal home where we can be ourselves and know that we are accepted for who we are.
 
Thomas Merton wrote that when we find our true self we find God, and when we find God we find our true self. Whenever we come to a greater truth about ourselves, we enter this ideal home. However, our hearts and minds are easily distracted by many other things, everyday realities such as work, maintaining a physical home, raising a family, shopping for life’s necessities. As much as we yearn to stay closely connected with this inner source we quickly lose our sense of it. Thus, we spend most of our lives seeking what we momentarily find and then lose it again.
 
Most of the time we search without really being aware of what is gnawing at us deep inside. We search for something called happiness. We long for a gift named peace. We search for meaning in our lives, for love, for understanding of ourselves and others, for an acceptance of the ups and downs of the human condition. We may not be consciously aware of our seeking. We may be living our lives day by day. The wonder is that while this searching goes on within us, there is also One who keeps seeking us out, calling to us, greatly desiring that we may find the home within.
 
The Beloved One is ever near. It is ironic that we search for God, when the Divine dwells deep within us, pervading our soul. The seeking and finding that we do is actually a discovery of a truth already present.
 
May you be blessed this week as you search for the truth within, for the One who dwells most intimately within you.
 
With my love and prayers

alishia

ps: beautiful indeed!!

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'Freedom' is but another word for 'God.' It has been

difficult to find words in human language to describe

That Which God Is, but 'Freedom' is one of them.

Another word to describe God is...You.

You and God are One. Therefore you, too, are Free.

Free to make choices, free to select your reactions

and responses to life, free to be your authentic Self.**

-from cwg triogy

Just a thought...

A few weeks before school ended, we were talking about something in my political science class, I wasn't listening so I don't remember what it was about, but I heard the guy behind me say "If Jesus - if God will punish them, then why do we need a death sentence?" I don't remember exactly, but he said something close to that. And then, the guy (he's white) sitting to my right said "Jesus was Mexican!" And then, the guy sitting to my left (also white) said angrily "JESUS WAS WHITE!" And then the guy sitting to my right said (kinda in an "uh oh" way) "I was just kidding, man, I know he's white" And then they both high-fived each other and grinned.

I was disgusted. It was like a "We're so superior to nonwhites cuz we're white and God is white."

I don't understand how people who aren't white can worship Jesus (PBUH) as God or the son of God. Doesn't it make them feel inferior? Why would God have a color? And if He did, why would He give that same color to certain people and not to others? It just doesn't make sense to me.

Exactly. This reminds me of when I was studying the Slavery period in my Gender, Race and Empire class while I was at university. Jesus (PBUH) in all literature I studied for this class was depicted as white. Even in accounts from Black narratives they accepted God as white. I learnt this was due to the assumed notion of whiteness and light being a form of purity, hence its connotations with God. The black slaves were made to feel inferior and religion was used as a tool to opress them further, as a white God was giving orders to a white master. It was horrific. I don't get this either... Why would God have a colour? We are all equal for Him, no matter what we look like!