“Political mayhem, may cause havoc with our mental health, by inducing anguish and distrust. But the man who uses a God or any religion as a reason for committing the ultimate crime, physical/sexual abuse, can destroy another man’s spirit, which encompasses his entire being, mind, body and soul! If I am within the walls of the catholic church it is only to stand on guard of my children from that which dwells there, pedophiles and has committed itself to a constant state of purgatory. I will always practice what I preach, one of those states being, to protect our greatest asset and the unconditional love and innocence of our children. A vow I took when I gave birth to my first child, when I began working in a daycare and a rehab centre. Yet most importantly, a vow to my own inner child.” – CS
Judgement is alive and well in the world today. No matter what you practice, whether you are among a minority or majority, if the masses or powers that be were taught at a young age something is not right, they truly believe it is not.
It takes years to empty ones head of old school thinking/methods/brainwashing, when their heart and soul believes in something else. Who is to say what is right or wrong?
Living in small town Canada, this is right in my face, truth. Being raised Catholic, I lived in a catholic religion world. I was afraid of “God”, I was afraid of the priest, I was afraid of talking out loud within the 4 walls of the church. I was so afraid to sin! I was afraid to eat before church on Sunday because I was told, you praise “God” on an empty stomach. Did “God” like the sounds of rumbling stomachs, as His followers knelt before the priest in the church on Sunday morning? As a young girl, these are the thoughts that would float through my little brain, as I stood, knelt and sat at my pew beside my elders. I couldn’t see anything from my pew, being as short as I was, as I am, but I could hear the rumbling stomachs, as well as the off key congregation singing , The Old Wooden Cross and smell the bad morning breaths hovering over my head. Funny thing is, with regards to the wooden cross, just a couple years ago, when I posted in my social media, a picture of Jesus, resembling, Carey Price, my Habs goalie with the slogan, “God Bless Jesus Price”, one of my followers, a practising Catholic was so insulted that I did and he made comment to just how insulted he was, that another follower responded to him,
“Put down the cross, we need the wood!”
The practising Catholic was so angry and the gent on a spiritual journey wasn’t. Why?And that gent was a believer in The Creator, on his journey of recovery, so it made me begin thinking more of this whole religion thing. Where was it leading me? \how and what roll was it playing in my life, positive, negative or at all?
What or who could I relate to, as an adult, free to pick my leader. lol And where do I want to be lead to? This is where my native culture began to play a greater part in my life and a pagan world I had began following years prior but let the teachings fall to the wayside. So I picked up where I left off.
Oh what a judgemental world we live in and how real that is when you follow a path of Wicca beliefs, paganism and the church of nature. I still have a long way to go, but what a beautiful inner peace I have gained. I don’t question my being, like I did for so long. I am perfect, just the way I am and so are you!
Believe in what you want, I won’t judge you or force upon you my beliefs, I ask for the same in return. There is the biggest challenge for us all. 😉
My name is Cynthia. I don’t attend any church with doors, even though their doors are opened. I see many posts on WordPress and on Facebook, regarding religion and how we should follow a certain path, whether it be catholic or another, how we need to praise and state AMEN, on many a posts. I have posted many of those myself over the years and believed what I was posting. I had a fear of that particular God and seen myself as a sinner, as someone lesser than the God I was praising. Well I am not.
I am as great as my God and my Goddess, for they do dwell within me. I as many do, don’t give their deities a name or associate them with any class or within a building. Because that would limit and inhibit a connection. Yet there are those that will find a particular deity (ies) to connect with that aids them along their spiritual journey. I attended 3 churches over the past few years and took from each which helped me on my journey, for that I am thankful for. I’ve learnt and learning, that I don’t need to bow to or bend on knees but to open my arms, to embrace my God and Goddess. I ask to be empowered and assisted so I can do things myself.
For myself and many others there is, Mother Goddess and Father God, a couple, because we don’t believe, He, nor Her, are single parents. I am still learning a lot and it won’t be learnt from A book, but from many teachings, from the Mother Earth and Father Sky. As this world/earth evolves every second of the day, so do I, as just one speck on it.
I believe there is no wrong or no right when it comes to our beliefs, but I do believe there is something truly wrong in this world when people use religion as a reason to commit the horrific crimes against, man, woman, child and the earth itself as a whole.
I could go on and on about my beliefs, but I just rather practice it in my daily life, I will never force my way of life upon anyone, yet there are those who feel inspired by it. It’s not a religion, being Spiritual, it is a way of life, as you have heard before.
There are those among us who believe as I do, where we are connected to the earth. Those of us who feel grounded when close to the earth, the water, the skies, our God, our Goddess. My God is strong, our Goddess as strong and in many ways, you do witness the reawakening on this planet of the, Devine Feminine and that is why many notice the strength of women more so these past couple years or longer, because we are taking back our rightful position in this life, as in the spiritual life. To lead others on how to attend to our earth and all its inhabitants, to appreciate our home, this earth, as a whole! Blessed be!..
Morning Appreciation Prayer
I open my eyes to a new day
And whatever next will come my way
I will receive it with an open heart
Knowing that each day is a new start.
Open my eyes to the little things
Tickle my soul with feathery wings
Goddess and God, thanks for this day
Spirits and Angels, come my way
Joyous and free!~So mote it be!
Joyous and free!~So mote it be!
A freind asked me to answer this question – Do you believe that GOD is a judgemental God?
I am not sure if tonight is the right time to answer that question when recent events in my life has shown me once again, it is NOT God who judges me, but those I have grown close to or people that don’t know me at all, who are judging me.
Then maybe it is the perfect time to answer it.. Because my faith in HIM grows in leaps and bounds, that I wonder sometimes, can it raise me any higher? And yes HE does, without judging me.
Yes, I am here for a reason and been saved by HIM for a reason, yet there are days I don’t understand why and maybe I am not to question it, but go through each day, coping, dealing with and cherishing each moment I am here on this earth.
You know the saying, be careful what you wish for, you might get it? I don’t wish anymore, I pray for what I need. And that is to be understood and to understand, life and all those in my life. I know we’re all products of our environment, yet how toxic we can be when we take all that is bad, all that is a burden and carry it with us into the future, expecting different results, when we are only getting the same results. The weight of judgement and being judged we carry like it is as light as a feather yet weights us down like an anvil.
To judge me or to judge others is only a form of control. Because we want to be right and we are not in doing so. All we are doing is sabotaging our own spirit into a twisted wreck, leading us out of control, which is always the end result of trying to control others.
If God was harsh at his judging, how many of us would be struck down where we stand? Yet we wish the worse on our friends, family and strangers instead of praying for them and letting God have the final judgement, the only judgement.
I don’t know where a lot of my thoughts have derived from, they are just here, for me to see and recall. One of them being that when we pass over, all the pain and judgement we held over others, we will feel every bit of it as we move onto our final resting place, beside God. So that we go to him with pure heart.
But why wait? Would it not be so much easier to take the fear of that pain of our own judgement and do what HE would want us to do? Forgive others, because judgement is only a arm of fear. Life is a lonely life when we live in judgement of others.
So to answer the question, do I believe that God is a judgemental God? Yes and that thought alone makes me want to do better always, for myself, first, then family and friends.
If I have an itch I scratch it
If I have a thought, I express it.
That is just the way I am.
And now turning 53 years young on March 6th, I am thinking of what hasn’t changed in my life and what has changed. Whether for the better or the worse. I truly believe my relationships have changed and I am going to say for the better. My relationships with man woman and or child. And it is not because they have changed, it is because I have. When it comes to emotional relationships, I do tend to want what I put in, back from the other person, mainly, respect. And I do get it back 99% of the time. When I don’t, then I back away from the relationship, blood related or not. Some times 2 people are just not on the same page in life. You can’t fit a square peg into a round hole. I think most relationships go bad, end bad, because there is all this forcing of trying to make them work. One or the other is ramming that square peg and it is just not going in, leaving one or both hurt, angry and resentful.
I have faith that if a relationship is right for both, not perfect, but truly functional, two people can agree to disagree with ease and not hold grudges.
I have come to realize that no matter how much times have changed, no matter how strong and independent a woman may become over the years., with education, a career and meeting all the expectations she sets on herself, she still wants a man who is stronger. Which can be hard at times because the woman has trained herself to be her own leader, self-sufficient that on the days when she just wishes for that strong man, it is still hard for her to give into that. It is no secret that to be able to submit to someone, you have to respect them, trust them, allow them to take the reins maybe 90% of the time.
I really think in the past 50 years women have climbed the ladder of life, we have proven ourselves 10 fold and not that we should have had anything to prove to anyone else than ourselves, but we did it, we know we can do it, we know we can live a life or security by ourselves and raise children if it came down to that. However we are not born to be alone. We all need partners or there will forever be an empty space in our hearts. Many will argue that point with me, and I will gladly take on debate with regards.
So next, what role does a man play in a strong woman’s life? He was born to be a leader, a care taker naturally and do a degree over those 50 years, they have been stripped of certain duties and have become more of the submissive part, accepting the female for the strong being she is in all aspects of their life. Yet at the end of the day, both are still sitting on the edge of the chairs, sensing something is just not right.
I am not saying men are correct or the woman is correct. I just believe we all have roles to play and when we take someone’s authority away, their sense of responsibility fades away also. And then when a woman is looking for that, strong partner, he is not there, because so much of his authority was set on her shoulders and then she gets upset because he is not acting responsible in the relationship. And that is something that can not be denied. I can’t count how many times we women complain about what our partners don’t do in the relationship and what they do that just irks us to no end. We complain over and over.
Then I see those relationships, where the woman does work out of the home, the man works out of the home, but once she is done her 8 hours at work, she can come home and know that her partner will take on his authority roll to rule the roost, whether it be with the children, sons and daughters, both needing to see the strength of their father for the life they will lead when they leave home. So the son knows how to be responsible, how to treat any female in his life and the daughter sees how she should be treated by any male that may come into her life, respectful and made to feel like a queen, leading her to treat her partner like a king.
As for my single friends and myself being single, I have learnt to seek a man, who, has grown into the image of my Higher Power/God at this age. I say that because I know that God will not judge me, will accept me for who I am , for all my shortcomings, for just being me! I am not perfect, no man is perfect, but the love we share together can be perfect, when we learn to let down the walls that we built and just love.
I posted a graphic sometime ago and it said..
I will dance with God and he will let the perfect man for me cut in.
When I think of Christmas, I think of Christmas past. Of when I was a child but more so when my children were young and living at home. Now they are living productive lives, raising children of their own and I get to spend Christmas with them and the babies. I think of all the laughter and the tears of joy, mixed in with the Christmas carols and a turkey feast.
But wait! Isn’t that what Christmas is about? About a child who was born to save us all. A child who grew up to be a Higher Power that gave up his life on this earth for all God’s children?? Isn’t that why we are to cherish the child, to gift the child because that child is our future and if we want any kind of future on this earth we need to take care of our children.
It will always be a villages duty to help raise every child born into this world. They did not ask to be born, so we as adults must do right by each and every one of them. To give them all the necessities of life, to be healthy in mind body and soul!
Then why today, was I able to type in a few words into a browser and find that in north and south America and Canada , our children are being abused in such horrific ways??
– Police find boy cuffed with dead chicken on neck.
– Daughter locked in basement for 6 years
– Mechanic opens trunk, finds starving baby
– A 2,4,5 and 6 yr old boys found starving, living in filth
– Mom charged with helping boyfriend rape her 4 yr old son
– Mom throws infant at Deputy in a getaway bid.
Is this not the free world that other worlds to the east , west, south look to for freedom?? Are we not a civilized continent?
Why are we in other countries fighting for what we believe their rights are, when our children’s rights are so abused ?
Give your time and any spare money to your LOCAL children’s foundations, which can be, food banks, Brownies and Girl Guide Clubs, Boys Scouts, the children’s wing at your local hospital, just to name a couple.
My stomach is sick thinking of what is taking place currently in the world around me to the children in my neighbourhood. And no, I realize that I can not save the world or every child in it. But what I can do, is save the children I do know personally, my own, my children’s children, my sisters children, my brothers children, my cousins children, my friends children.. I can save them from being abused when they should be living a life of love and learning.
I will condemn anyone I see abusing a child in my vision. It is my maternal instinct, my God given right as a Mother and caretaker.
So this year before we sit around the Christmas tree on Christmas morning, handing gifts to our children, take the time on Christmas Eve to explain to them the meaning of the season and why children are a blessing and why they are receiving gifts.. Because we were all saved, by a child that was born so long ago named Jesus. Then be ready for the questions they have. Be ready to answer them
When my children were young, we had a birthday cake for Baby Jesus Christmas Eve and I did explain to them the meaning of Christmas and why Jesus’s birthday was and is so special. It’s never too late to start a new tradition
God Bless ALL our children!!
~ Children Singing Their Praise ~
I seen my Higher Power
Gold tassels at the hem of lace
Shining chrome on a brand new car
Brilliant white a cloud in the summer sky
Things of beauty is what they are
I heard my Higher Power
Angelic the jingle of a child’s laughter
Calming is the shoreline, in comes the wake
The hidden whippoorwills call out at dusk
A fraction of serenity these sounds make
I touched my Higher Power
Soft pink a newborn’s skin
Satin sheets cool on a warm night
I shiver in water, the first summers dip
Things I can enjoy, lack of sight
I sensed my Higher Power
The tickle of butterflies in my core
A smile widening across my face
My heart swelling within my chest
Love leaving all other senses misplaced.
by Snowy Solomon