That reminds me…

So, after church (which, by the way, was pretty good), I went to Chipotle and ate a burrito. While I was eating it, I was thumbing through a bound collection of sermons that Sylvia Browne gave a few years back. (Even if you’re weirded out by the fact that she calls herself a psychic, do yourself a favor and read at least one of her books. I really like them.) Anyway, I was sitting there with ideas flowing through my mind, fresh from church and reading what she had to say, and it dawned on me that today was the day I needed to start writing my book.

Back when I was 14, I was “called” (as they say.) Some people are called to be ministers or healers. I was actually called to write a book about my spiritual beliefs (not knowing the difference, I called them “religious beliefs” back then.) I even remember telling people this in high school. At one point, while mentioning it to a friend, I remember thinking, “What happens if I never write it?”

The answer: “You will.”

So I’ve had that in the back of my mind for almost 9 years now, knowing that I was going to write it but not quite knowing when. Julia and I decided that today was the day, and I started it. I got all the way through the introduction and got a start on chapter 1. I now have 6 single-spaced pages of what is to become an epic part of my life.

I’ve told some of you that I know my real calling isn’t to run a business (though that’s an important step along the way.) My real calling is twofold: 1) to write a book, which will become an important part of a revelation in Christianity that is to take place in the next 50 years, and 2) to eventually become a motivational speaker and pass on all that I know to many others who can then spread the word of the “new” God; of love and truth and peace instead of damnation, guilt, and Hell.

What’s the revelation in Christianity, you ask? It’s simple. People my age aren’t going to church, by and large. Why? Church is full of negativity and control. Pastors preach “eternal guilt” and “sin” instead of the love that Jesus taught us. The revelation will occur as we slowly go back and immerse ourselves in the core of Jesus’ teachings; the fact that he taught us to love others as ourselves and to make the world a truly better place in all that we do. As we rediscover that Christ and God’s message to us is to love, not hate, and to band together, not enforce artificial separations (she’s a woman; he’s gay; they’re black), churches worldwide will become better places. That will be a revelation to the generation currently in power, but not to the kids who are growing up today, who will grow up in a world that perceives itself as more of a community than we perceive ourselves today.

I’ll post pieces of the book as it becomes a more coherent object. Here’s an excerpt for you to mull over:

-What are ‘surface negatives’?-

The woman smiles. “Surface negatives are everyday things that bother you,” she says. “They are the person who calls you on the phone and is rude to you. The person who cut you off in traffic. The guy who didn’t offer an apology when he bumped into you on the street. As part of your learning process, you have to understand that surface negatives are part of a person’s way of dealing with frustration. You’re angry, so you take it out on someone else. That makes them angry, and they take that out on someone else. You – or the person who made you angry – have created a chain of negativity.

“The first part of dealing with surface negatives is stopping the chain. Learn that surface negatives have very little to do with you and everything to do with that person’s perception of the world. That person has been frustrated by something else – likely nothing to do with you – and is taking it out on you. Resist the urge to pass the negative on to someone else and learn to smile and move on, remembering that even though the person is negative, it’s usually not your fault and there’s nothing you can do about it. The thing you can change is yourself – don’t fall victim to the chain, and instead encourage yourself to step beyond it and create a positive interaction with the next person on your list. If we all were able to just stop the chain of negativity, the world would be a much happier place, but like a cold, it’s infectious. We get it, get irritated, and pass it on to someone else, who then gets irritated…we may have affected hundreds of people by the time it is over. Stop the chain.”

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  • Oxnard

    Sunshine, I think you would make a wonderful motivational speaker. You could use your gifts to show people the beauty in the world.

    =C=

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  • willfe

    Religion is generally “evil” and nasty. It’s not just Christianity, though it’s the poster boy these days of the anti-religion crowd.

    The “younger generation” avoids churches like the plague, for very simple reasons. You named one. I don’t need to go to a church to feel guilty or shameful about things in my life and in my heart — I do a good enough job with that myself. Another is the same basic reason my gut reaction to reading the second half of this journal entry was a kind of “ugh”; it seems almost instinctual these days for people to just start shutting someone out when they start using words like “God” and “Jesus.”

    People have problems with Christianity in particular for a lot of very good reasons. It’s largely an “abusive” religion that tries to govern behavior with guilt and fear. Many of its practitioners are hate filled, angry, controlling people who clutch their bibles close to the chest as they embark on modern-day witchhunts. Many of its “preachers” use it for no more than squeezing money from people who don’t have it to spare (televangelists, travelling “healers,” etc.). As in anything else that grants power, its officials (priests, bishops, etc.) sometimes take advantage of the trust people give them and do nasty things with children (and aid in covering it up).

    Don’t get me wrong; probably every religion has people like this that just hide behind the shield of religion to pull whatever stunts they want. I heard it said recently (regarding Muslims) that “Americans don’t dance in the streets by the thousands when innocents die in other countries,” a great point and a good reminder that it’s certainly not just Christianity that brings out the worst in people. Scientology is probably far more dangerous than Christianity or Islam (though Islam is certainly good at motivating violent behavior sometimes).

    The biggest problem with religion is that for the most part, it represents strict doctrine handed down from ancestors of varying degrees of intellect and education. Religion generally requires “faith,” an irrational belief that what we cannot see is still there anyway.

    Christianity requires me (yes, “requires” is the correct word for that religion) that I believe, completely and without reservation, that an invisible deity lives all around us, monitoring and guiding the lives of all the billions of lives on Earth, who created absolutely everyone and everything in the entire universe, laid down ten basic laws for me (and everyone else) to obey, and has a master plan for me.

    It’s an interesting idea, but it doesn’t work for me as a belief. The more “hardcore” religious among you will respond to this next complaint that as a mere human, it’s a simple issue of just not being able to truly comprehend “God”‘s greater plan. My “cynical” response to the “God has a plan for you” idea is “someone must have spilled beer on the blueprints.” Then, more seriously, my mind asks the classical anti-religion questions: “what God could honestly think that all the pain, misery, and loneliness in my life is a good thing?” and “where has God been during even just this past year when I lost absolutely everything I ever knew and loved?” and even “where is he now, when most nights I fall asleep wishing I won’t wake up in the morning?”

    The requirement that I believe in some greater plan isn’t enough to ease the misery of not having answers to those questions. It’s not enough to calm the storms in my mind.

    I’ve honestly tried to feel that there’s something bigger out there than myself, than humanity, watching over me. I’ve tried to talk to it, pray to it, “think” to it, and it’s honestly never answered me. There have been very few moments (I can count them on one hand) in my life when I’ve ever even suspected that “divine intervention” was even trying to get involved in my life.

    Religion fails for me because it’s never actually helped. People always get buried in the semantics of their specific religion, even arguing (and fighting/killing each other) over whose religion is right. “Whose god has the bigger dick?”

    That’s not to say the ideas put forth in a lot of modern religions are bad. Ideas are actually good — rigid, inflexible beliefs are what really hurt people.

    Christianity, at its core, teaches (or tries to teach) that killing, jealousy, greed, lust, and similar things are inherently wrong and bad. Amongst all those pages of Biblical doom is an attempt to convey the simplest of ideas to us — don’t kill someone just because he pisses you off, don’t screw around outside of marriage, learn to commit to the people you love and stop hurting them, don’t drool over your neighbor’s possessions or mate, lose the intense, burning hatred you have for people who disagree with you or are otherwise different, and the most important one, forgive people for their shortcomings and failures, and for hurting you.

    Islam, despite its rabidly violent vocal minority, teaches nearly the same exact damned things. Both religions cheerfully contradict their own cores though when they actively encourage killing people outside the circle — the Bible is loaded with tales of death and retribution for not buying into God’s word. Just think of the word “Jihad” and you know what Islam says about nonbelievers.

    Buddhism is one of the few religions I can think of that makes a serious, honest effort to heal and grow the person within, and all but ignores the turbulent world outside the self. It abhors violence in any circumstance, and encourages its practitioners to focus on themselves, and their own urges and desires, instead of “converting the heathens” and fighting battles with other religions.

    It’s probably closer to a real “truth” than much else out there.

    So having said all that, what else is there if religion isn’t the answer for me? First, hopefully you’ll notice I’m not trying to convert anyone. I’m just expressing an idea.

    I’ve of course got my own internal sense of morals and values. Lots of “interesting” things have happened in my life over these 26 years, and a lot of the things I did by choice would offend the “average Christian”, the average intellectual property rights fan, the average Joe who thinks copyrights are a great idea, etc. Hell, even SlashChick isn’t particularly amused with some of the things I’ve done (before I knew her, or even after we knew each other). Still, the behavior isn’t random; there are core values within me that, in my humble opinion, make me a good, kind, decent person.

    I agree with Christinanity that killing is wrong, but I also think nothing is absolute. Killing in self-defense is okay in my head, for instance. I find lust to be terribly amusing, though it’s a source of much pain and suffering, so in general I consider it a necessary evil. It hurts that so many people aren’t able to just “look at the menu without ordering” when they’ve already got a dish on their table, but I also know lots of instances where some good healthy lust can add a huge spark to a healthy relationship.

    The most important thing in my own heart, that makes me who I really am, is the concept of forgiveness. I deny this to myself a lot. Sometimes, since (much to my annoyance) I’m not even close to perfect, I “need” to feel angry, bitter, hateful, jealous, and resentful of people. People who’ve hurt me, people who have more than I, people who should be in my life but vanished instead, people who make promises but don’t keep them, people who do horrible things but somehow sleep easily at night, etc.

    But anger, rage, hatred, jealousy, etc., don’t last very long. They leave the heart feeling empty, shredded, and lonely. And it takes a hell of a lot of energy to be angry all the time. Hatred is a very “expensive” emotion.

    Forgiveness, though, is the greatest human adventure. Forget extreme sports, forget running a business, forget serving in the military. What are the risks for an extreme sport? You can break bones, organs, and possibly die? Sure. How about business ownership? It can fail, and suck down your money, resources, and livelihood with it. Military service? You can get hurt or killed.

    Sure, those sound unpleasant, but stay with me … this is going somewhere. The rewards for those things are pleasant, don’t get me wrong — there’s pride of accomplishment, in serving your country, in running a successful business, and in landing in one piece when the primary chute failed.

    But let’s look at the act of forgiveness — essentially letting someone off the hook, saying “what you did really hurt me, but I forgive you” … what are the risks there?

    Damn, there’s a lot. When you forgive someone, you’re taking on all the pain and suffering they’ve inflicted on you, and mounting it firmly on your shoulders to deal with in your own way. You’re exposing yourself by admitting it hurt in the first place, by validating someone else’s ability to effect change in your life in at least a negative way. The risks? They can always just hurt you again. They can always decide “since he took it this time, he’ll take it every time.” The risks of forgiveness can even kill you, or leave you a “walking dead” with an empty, dead heart and a black soul. Forgiveness is, in some ways, “weakness,” and it represents exposing that weakness to the very people that have attacked you (on purpose or not).

    So why would someone do something like this? What’s it worth to forgive somebody if you’re just admitting weakness and defeat? Simple — the chance to reconcile with a loved one, healing yourself because you’ve said “sure, you’ve hurt me, but that’s done now, and I’m not dwelling on it anymore,” and knowing on the inside you’re a better person for not holding a grudge. Those are so worth it.

    Finding the strength and courage to forgive someone, especially when they’ve hurt you so deeply that you feel like it will never heal, is probably the single hardest “accomplishment” a human being can ever achieve. The feeling of actually achieving that is indescribable.

    I offered the olive branch to someone Saturday who hurt me very badly. It took time to even get to the point where I could even talk to her. I had no idea whether she even wanted to hear from me, but knowing she and I have shared the same kind of deep-cutting pain was enough to get me over the hump and make the call. To put everything on the shelf, and offer forgiveness and a shoulder to cry on, is very hard to do, but it’s entirely worth it. She knows how I feel about her, and about everything that happened now. My own healing can actually start now, instead of just spinning the wheels in mud and going nowhere.

    To explain how it truly feels, I have to explain that some of my friends and especially my parents were … “irritated” … to say the least, that I made the call I did Saturday. My parents, especially, were very angry about it. My mother eventually understood (or claimed to, at least) my point about why forgiveness is important. My father didn’t speak to me for the duration of my visit there yesterday. Heh. Oops. My friends think it was “bittersweet,” both a good and bad move. They can see that it still hurts me, but they also recognize my need to start healing.

    Why was it so good, then, with all this dissent? Because I know I did the right thing. Of late, I have little confidence in myself, either in the things I do or the quality of the person I am. But when I got off the phone Saturday, for the first time in a long time, I could look in a mirror and smile at who I saw. I’d offered the olive branch to one of the architects of my near-complete self destruction, put it all back on my shoulders to offer her the love and support I knew she needs.

    The risks? Well, naturally by staying in touch it could well really hurt me again. Maybe I’ll get my hopes up when something is said that I take out of context or misinterpret. Maybe we’ll even try again at some point but either the same thing will tear us apart again or something else will kill it. Maybe it will prevent me from truly healing from it and moving on with my own life.

    The rewards? I know she still loves me now, while I wasn’t too sure before. It may actually work out with us someday. I may have a life-long friend now that I was in danger of losing before. It may help me heal myself and stand back up to try yet another round with this world.

    I’ve already reaped one reward from it, at least — whether she ever does anything with that olive branch or not, I’ve offered it. I’ve gained strength inside by finding the courage to say “yup, that hurt bad, but it didn’t kill me, and I still care about you.” I’ve done for myself what no one else really can — proven to myself that I am a good person inside. Self-esteem is one of my biggest problems, and Saturday I finally did something that even my own worst critic (myself) can’t find a flaw with. Even the critic in me sat back and said “good job.” That alone gives me the strength to stand up to my parents and friends to say “I don’t care if you thought it was right, I did, and I did it. End of discussion.”

    And strength is something I needed to give myself now, more than any other time in my life. Some day, hopefully soon, I’ll build up the strength to offer that same olive branch to my ex-wife, the person in my life who’s piled on more pain and suffering than anyone else on Earth.

    SlashChick, I have no idea if you consider this useful for those motivational speeches you’ve got brewing in your head, or if it’s even appropriate for your journal. Still, I wrote it here in the hope that it will help you, and that it might inspire some decent conversation about the topic of religion versus value. Take it for what it is — one windbag’s view of Life, The Universe, and Everything(tm).

    I just don’t think anger, hatred, or bitterness can be involved in any healing process, and I guess all the blabbing above was my way of justifying that.

  • kesuki

    um were you testing comment length lol? that comment is like twice the length of the blog entry ^^; eheh gues i’m still used to ‘read more’ from slashdot ;)

  • willfe

    Crud. All that deep, insightful writing and it completely escaped me to chime in about Novus Spiritus. Note all this is my own interpretation of it, offered for the curious. I could be entirely wrong :) It wouldn’t be the first time.

    I attended that church a few time, too. I approached it with the same skepticism that others who posted here (in reply to SlashChick’s mention of it yesterday/earlier today) did after seeing their web site.

    I felt it worth describing what the place actually is, at least briefly. The church that Sylvia Brown founded is largely separate from her motivational and psychic/spiritual stuff. Don’t get me wrong — she’s as classic a psychic as they come, meaning both good and bad things (she appears on nationally syndicated television, she reaches a lot of people with her ideas, and it’s all conveniently for sale direct to you :) , but the church spinoff of this effort is actually pretty damned impressive. Note that this is coming from an agnostic man who these days is leaning ever closer towards athiesm (going from “can’t prove anything” to “I’m pretty damned sure now there is no God”), and even I was impressed with them.

    First, the format — it’s held at a community center, not a formal church building. Just a rented room. There are several minister/priest types, who lead a brief procession to start each week’s session. An opening prayer (very different from a traditional Christian prayer — think of a blend between Wiccan and the “good” aspects of Christianity here) starts things off, led by one of the ministers, who then speaks briefly before yielding the floor to another minister, who offers the bulk of the sermon. Sometimes two, or even three ministers will split the time and offer up shorter talks.

    The body of these talks are generally far more “interesting” than your average Christian preaching — nobody falls asleep. Usually, the minister relays a parable, a decent (sometimes even good) story that carries a good message with it, or asks a good, hard question that leads into a good message or helps to explore part of the Novus Spiritus doctrine.

    After the talk is over, they generally do communion (non-alcoholic “wine” is served in the form of apple juice :) . Then the collection plate makes the rounds. After that, while sometimes special days (the summer and winter soltices, for example) can preempt it, the floor is generally opened for testimonials and requests for prayer.

    My first time at one of these gatherings, I watched this go on for about ten minutes before finally growing up the nerve to stand up myself and ask this group of strangers for spiritual help. People generally asked for group prayers on behalf of sick or injured relatives, for help healing a deep wound, etc. Good news was also relayed, too; “last week I asked for your prayers for my mother, who’s sick in the hospital…last night she came home, in remission, and she’s feeling much better, so thank you.”

    I stood there, comfortable enough despite my skepticism to trust this group of strangers, to ask them for help in dealing with the emptiness and pain that recent events (this was back in March — at that point, the deep wounds of losing two special people in my life were still nice and raw) had inflicted upon me. This is an important detail to remember later, so store this nugget in your brain for a bit :)

    After this, a closing prayer is offered, and the session “proper” is closed. The ministers remain after the session to sell audio tapes of the sessions (they record them all), talk to people, and offer “laying on hands” healings at the front of the room. I took them up on this one too, but that’s jumping ahead a bit.

    Once the session was closed, no fewer than ten people I’d never met before (not ministers, who pulled me aside a bit later to talk to me separately) introduced themselves, and offered words of kindness, hope, and consolation to me. I have to say that in the long-term scheme of things, it didn’t actually help much on the inside, but I did feel better knowing people were willing to accept me and seemed genuinely concerned about my welfare. At least one person spotted that something dark and self-destructive was growing inside me, and made the (at the time, very unusual-sounding) request that instead of doing something to myself I call them if things got really bad. That surprised me.

    After the other church-goers were done talking to me and introducing me to different groups of people, I went up front to try a “healing.” The skeptic in me stopped that from being of any use, but the minister who administered it was kind and understanding. She listened to my whining and whimpering with plenty of patience, and then asked her God to lend his (and her … read on :) aid in healing my heart.

    In all, it was neat. I hope SlashChick’s experience was as good as this was.

    Now, to get on to the actual doctrine stuff. I’ll admit not being too firm on all this, because I only attended a few times before circumstances forced me out of California. I did pay attention, though, and I read a bunch of their online content, and SlashChick herself told me a great deal about them even before I went (and we talked about them a good deal after I went the first time as well).

    The core beliefs of Novus Spiritus are a bit different from traditional Christianity, though they do claim to be somewhat “compatible” with it. I.e., if you’re a Christian, you’re not going to be horribly offended by this church’s doctrines. Unlike Scientology, you don’t have to pay them $350,000+ over several years to learn that an intergalactic overlord named Xenu bombed us all 80 million years ago with nukes to control a population issue.

    At its core, Novus Spiritus believes in a single God with several different embodiments. “Mother God” deals with all things love, friendship, trust, healing, and so on. “Father God” does the rest (things like inner strength, fighting for yourself when needed, etc.). They do believe in Jesus as well (as in the guy who took all our sins on his shoulders), though while they also believe in the notion of “sinning”, they don’t lay on the whole guilt trip Christianity is so good for.

    The most interesting aspect of Novus Spiritus’ doctrine is their idea of how we all got here. From my understanding of it, we all start as non-corporeal souls up in a construct called “heaven” that differs very significantly from Christianity’s idea of heaven. In this one, we can all watch what goes on here on Earth, we know no pain or misery, no loneliness or suffering, no jealousy, and we know unlimited peace, serenity, pleasure, and happiness. Untold joys await us all, whether we sin or not.

    Where it really departs from Christianity, though, is the notion that before we are born, we’re up there in heaven, chillin’ with our buddies, and we spontaneously decide “okay, it’s time for me to head back down there and spend another lifetime learning things only corporeal humans can learn”. After all, we don’t know pain and suffering up there, and apparently we need reminders of it to remember how precious happiness and love really are.

    So, a council of our peers is gathered, and the soul who’s planning his or her trip down to Earth here talks things over with the council, chooses his/her parents, and then a contract of sorts is drawn up and signed. The Earth-bound spirit and the council work together to specify a list of “life events” and “lessons I want to learn this time around”. That goes in the contract, teary goodbyes are exchanged, and a new life begins.

    We live our lives here on Earth to learn the lessons we asked to learn, and with luck get a little taste of that afterlife-quality love and happiness here by sharing it with another special soul. I myself am pretty good at the sharing part, but so far have had pretty shitty luck with the whole “other soul wants to stick around for that sharing” part. Heh.

    Then when we’ve learned our stuff and our life is over, we head back up to heaven, reunite with our loved ones, and the cycle begins again.

    One interesting subtly is how Novus Spiritus views suicide — again, like Christianity it’s considered a sin to want to harm one’s self, but they don’t shun people who’ve tried it (instead, like most everything else, they offer to try to help and heal). A successful suicide, though, results in an immediate return to Earth again in a new life, without any opportunity to choose your parents this time around. Your existing contract remains; you still have to learn everything you had to last time, but now another lesson is added. And you’re not told what it is. And it’s all instantaneous; suicide yields no relief in this religion — you instantly start your next life on Earth the minute you shrug the mortal coil.

    So that’s it, in a nutshell — it’s as competent an idea as “God created everything in seven days 6,000 years ago, has a laundry list of stuff you can do to piss him off to earn eternal damnation, but he loves you anyway” is.

    A small part of me hopes this idea is actually right, for a number of reasons… foremost is I am quite entertained by the notion that there is a form of existence where I’m still coherent but I don’t suffer anymore. Secondly, I look forward to kicking squarely in the balls every single “cohort” up there in my “council” who decided that I should sign up for all the crap I’ve gone through in this life, and for letting me sign that contract in the first place. Heh. Joking aside, though, I do want to know what brand of insanity I suffered from to willfully volunteer to experience the things I’ve experienced.

    Getting back to the church itself, though, it seems to be pretty legitimate. There aren’t any signs of it being a cult, or a blatant money-making machine. The fact that they gather at a rented room in a community center instead of a lavish church is a good sign; the only sign of blatant commercialism is the table of books at the back of the room that you’re always encouraged to browse and buy from. Lots of Sylvia’s books are available for sale, and some music, and of course the sermon recordings.

    They’ve never pressured me to donate money (you don’t earn scowls when you just pass the donation plate along without contributing), they have free coffee, sodas, and pastries/cookies, and it’s a very welcoming, calm place.

    People care there — several women stayed almost two hours after one session to talk to me when they thought I needed a chat. They were right. Heh. It just occured to me as well that they were also pretty cute, near my age, and probably interested in more than talking outside church. Figures — I never notice such things until it’s way too late to do anything about it, eh?

    So in SlashChick’s defense, yes, the church is founded/managed by a motivational speaker who’s a few rungs higher up the ladder than the TV psychics, but the church itself doesn’t include any of the scams that we skeptics would normally expect after seeing a website like Novus Spiritus’. It’s a pretty warm, loving, welcoming place. It’s among the many places, and its people among the many people I miss in California. It’s at least worth a shot before an immediate dismissal; they try to help people find peace and strength, not guilt and self-loathing.

    That went longer than I’d expected it to; sorry folks.

  • willfe

    Heh, no, not testing the comment length. Actually, there’s a bug too — I had written a good deal more after posting that, and so posted it. It vanished. Dammit :P That was a lot of writing lost. Maybe it’ll show up, maybe not. Grrrr.

  • willfe

    Hah! Nevermind, I’m just a moron who forgot things don’t always post immediately. Pass the dunce cap, please? :P

  • johndiii

    Popped over to Slashdot after I read willfe’s entries, and the quote at the bottom of the page was:

    I judge a religion as being good or bad based on whether its adherents become better people as a result of practicing it. – Joe Mullally, computer salesman

    Interesting synchrony. And thanks for sharing. We can all learn; and Sylvia Brown’s church sounds like less of a scam than many Christian churches.

  • willfe

    Heh! Slashdot’s fortune engine is remarkably good at picking appropriate things “at random…”

    But I agree with it entirely. You can have books out the wazoo, huge garish churches, and massive choirs singing God’s praises, but if at the core of it all you’re just in it for money or to control and persecute people, your “religion” is crap.

    I like the notion of going for “spirituality” instead of “religion.” While I’ll write about my own stuff sometimes, I don’t make any effort to “convert” people. I don’t currently believe there’s a god because there’s still shit being slung into my fan :) But I don’t think other people who do believe in one or more Gods are “idiots” or “stupid” or even “wrong.”

    It makes more sense to figure out your spirituality on your own, and talk with other people when you’ve got some good ideas, than it is to just say “hurrah, I’m [insert religion here] now!” and go with it and then try to drag others with you. Religion, to me, is just a set of rules and rituals. Spirituality is more the internal stuff that your brain uses to solve problems that logic and reason can’t always completely resolve.

    I think at the end of the day, and more importantly at the end of our lives, it doesn’t matter one bit what other people thought of our “religion.” What matters more, whether we’re agnostic, athiest, catholic, buddhist, muslim, or whatever, is the kind of spirit we held inside, how we lived our lives, and what good and bad we did (by our own internal standards). If there’s really a God, he probably doesn’t give a shit that I offended someone by wearing a trenchcoat. He’s probably more interested in the times I held my ex-wife’s hand in the hospital when they pumped her stomach, or helped a friend, newly pregnant with the father long gone, get to and from work when her car broke down. It’s the kindness and love we give that matters, not the show we put on at church :)

  • tuxedobob

    Here’s the thing I don’t understand: how otherwise reasonable people can think that we each get what we want after death. To me, this makes no sense. Whatever system there is for us upon our death (even if it’s nothing), there’s only one system, unless the system you believe in says that everyone gets what they want. If that’s the case, which “one” do you “want”?

    As for SlashChick’s original post, she mentions three “artificial separations”. I should point out that before anyone gets the idea that gays are “okay”, they might want to check Leviticus 18:22.

    As for a reply to the third reply, you mention three things I want to address: first, that Christianity is an “abusive” religion; second, the issue of televangelists; and third, that “God thinks pain, misery, and loneliness is a good thing”.

    First, the “abusive” religion. Seriously, what church is trying to govern anyone nowadays? Christianity, the church, and religion have almost been banned from anything even remotely related to government, the Ten Commandments in courtrooms being about the only exception I can think of. Guilt and fear? I don’t think I’ve heard a sermon on those… well, ever. Except on TV or in movies. Maybe the churches have a different focus over here, but I always hear about God’s love. The general public would like to view Christianity that way, but I just don’t see it.

    As for angry, hate-filled practitioners, I can certainly understand that. Religion kicked out of the classroom in the 1950′s. How bizarre is it that religion is taboo, while sex, drugs, and pretty much any other vice you can think of are acceptable topics for teenagers? And now people want to allow gay marriages? “Marriage” is an institution started by religion, adopted by the state, and now those who have no respect for where it came from want to corrupt it by allowing something the original designer expressly forbid. I can see why the Bible-clutchers are upset by this.

    Second, televangelists, and people who make a living from preaching. What, you think this should be a second job? People who do this for a living need to make money, by definition. Are there corrupt preachers out there? Perhaps. What’s important, as the Bible says, is that the Word of God is preached. If there’s judgement to be passed on them, God will do it.

    Third, the “where is God when I need him” part of things. He’s there. He wants to help you. But YOU NEED TO LET HIM! No, pain, misery, and loneliness are not good things. Who put them there, God? Not likely. It was more likely other people, or possibly yourself. If I buy a gun, and then go out and shoot 20 people, is it fair to say, “What sort of God could allow this?” No, it isn’t. The question should be, “What sort of person would do this?” God gave us the capability to do great evil. He also gave us the capability to do great good. He also gave us free will. That is the cause of most suffering.

    And why do we have free will? Because the rewards are greater. Imagine creating a robot. The robot can do one thing: love you. Pretty soon, you don’t care. You’ll realize it has no choice. There’s no pleasure in that. If you give the robot a choice, it will be more rewarding for each of you.

    And here’s another thing non-Christians often don’t realize: you can be a part of it. I think the attitude of most Christians isn’t, “We don’t want that person to join us,” it’s, “We want that person to join us, but we don’t think they want to.” (And if it’s not their attitude, they should check to see if they really are Christian.) Christianity isn’t an “exclusive” religion. Anyone can join if they want to. BUT, if they join, they’re expected to hold to its beliefs. And part of the beliefs specify a level of conduct which you should live by.

    As for this “Novus Spiritus” church, this is definitely not a Christian church. Don’t kid yourself. Christianity doesn’t believe in reincarnation, it doesn’t believe in “Mother God, Father God”, nor does it believe in a separation of duties or aspects between the two. Its description of heaven is interesting: “Untold joys await us all, whether we sin or not.” This is also not Christian, though not for the reason you may be thinking.

    The theory behind Christianity is that we all sin. There is no “or not”. Therefore, none of us are as good as God. But we can ask for forgiveness, the virtues of which you have already expounded. It’s already offered. Of course, even after obtaining this, we continue to sin. We still aren’t perfect. The idea is that you try, and when you fail, you confess and ask for forgiveness again.

    It’s at this point I would like to suggest that the comment box grow in height. That’s all for now.

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    How happy i am to have come across this site! i grew up in a “christain” home and was taught by and told to believe in the bible.however what i was taught and what i was actually seeing were to entirely different things. since i was 7 years old I have had questions in my mind and heart about the things i was seeing but when i asked about them at “church” i was told it was evil, and to pray for my soul and for forgiveness for entertaining those thaughts- the guilt thing so prevalant in so-called “christain” churches was nearly overweleming for me and so ignored many things i saw and dreamt. but shortly after first learning about novus spiritus my sprirt guide, Billy, revealed himself to me and very recently my 4 year old son told me he was once his grandfather!he now refers to himself as”my grampa and me”..so u can imagine how much more intrigued i became about the teachings of Sylvia Brown and her church!Many things have been revealed to me in the last few weeks since i first read upon novus spiritus and i am excited to further my knowlage! my son knows things that no child his age could possibly know according to typical “religious” theology and thinking and i feel that in learning and following the teachings of novus spiritus i will be able to help him with his own journey much easier, as well as with my own…it was awesome to check out this site and i have enjoyed very much all the comments so far! if any of you reading this would like to chat u may email me or add me to you msn messenger
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