The Holy and the Holy Gate to Hell
We need people who will help make communities peaceful places…
There will be no one: No family.
No drumsticks - mashed potatoes;
soda pop... pumpkin pie...
No holiday gathering. No cards.
No garlands or wreaths. No baubles and tinsel.
No candy canes; other sweet treats.
Today, a curious mixture of religious and secular groups uses violence and politics to spread myths and lies to suppress an entire community of people.
Even suicides are connected to religious zealots.
The deaths of our young LGBTQ youth-teen are preventable. But many church leaders are doing nothing to stop bullying in schools. Why! Because they don’t want to. The deplorable are the leaders of the parade of these despicable acts… This is repugnant - reprehensible!
A conundrum of contradictions: What happened to personal intimacy with God? Now we have bell towers [which many city ordinances have silenced] Many churches are walled with brick and iron, enclosing their community.
We have officially defined charted pathways into heaven. A great part of society is moving forward. Too many churches have failed to spiritually evolve and remain as stoic as they were in a long-ago past.
Self-determination is the right of the people. Roman Catholic as well as many Protestant doctrines have sorely failed to awaken the potential of Man, to enlighten his mind.
The Holy Righteous have removed the intimacy and comfort of a simple path and concentrated on filling Man’s mind with the wonders of an eternal afterlife: a promised better future.
Conformity and Uniformity are their goals: Man is figuratively and literally kneeling before icons, reciting preprinted prayers begging for mercy. Lighting candles and fingering worry beads. He can no longer speak directly; he must have an intercessor and deal with ritualistic penance for his sins for his soul to be saved.
As a comfort, he’s handed literature intended to soothe his soul, but what about tomorrow? Tomorrow, well, just might be a better day.
What happened to prayer between me and my God?
Many believe in Jesus, a barefoot man who spoke clearly, plainly, and simply - so simple that even a child could understand his message. He mingled with - traveled with, and made friends with the disreputable, lowly, and notorious, is now heavily marketed by churches. Many items for sale show Him with arms stretched wide, nails in his palms and feet, and blood dripping from his heart: Yes, He’s hanging there on the cross!
What I don’t understand is why? The focal point of His life story is the triumph over death. Instead, he is marketed to the masses as the Man on the Cross, and everyone is to forget the miracle (?) that is supposed to have occurred when He pushed aside the stone, leaving the tomb of darkness-of-death. Perhaps this icon is sold because this scene isn’t easily captured for exploitation and marketing, and the gristly scene of a bleeding man on a cross is much more memorable.
Curious isn’t it, that few if any take notice or mention this or have tried to market even so much as a microscopic grit of the stone this man pushed aside? A splinter of the cross is easily marketable year-round, but the icon of a stone can’t be easily used and is left forgotten until the yearly spring pageantry that comes with the glorious rising of the Son and the Sun.
Nutwits have insulted our common sense and intelligence; my gay family members and friends have been abandoned, abused, disowned, and discarded; they’ve bled and died because of deadly rhetoric. Child abuse hurts everyone. Our relationship with our children was meant to be a lifelong relationship. There is no excuse for bullying or beating a child. Everyone has a right to peace. At the end of their miserable lives, I hope the Deplorables will be remembered - not for their compassion or generosity of the spirit but for their deplorable lack of respect for their fellow man.
We are being thrust through the holy gate of hell
Rachel Wolff – LGBT-Q, Ally& Friend
August 2016
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