There seems to be absolutely no limit for Trump’s base. This is especially true for the white evangelicals.
This says far more about evangelical Christianity in our country than it does about the lying sleazebag in the offal office, but it does raise a couple profound theological questions.
Is Stormy Daniels going to be the new saint of the religious right? Is there any connection between white evangelicals and the Gospel of Jesus Christ? Maybe someone could introduce them to the New Testament.
Not everyone would agree with Dr. King’s statement. I do. For me it’s a spiritual issue. But, I also understand that if one does disobey unjust laws there are consequences.
What do think? Does our moral responsibility include disobeying laws we feel are unjust? If so, why?
Not sure exactly where this is found in the gospels, but I am sure it should be there. Christians have always been identified by our love. Hate has no place in authentic spirituality.
As I mentioned on yesterday’s post I am excited to be working on the final proof of my latest book, The Language of Love: Ecstatic Poems in the Sufi Tradition. This isn’t a book filled with romance and passionate liaisons. Instead it is a collection of Sufi inspired poems dedicated to the ecstatic joy of the all-encompassing love of God. The poems take their form from the works of the Sufi masters, such as Rumi, Hafiz and others, but are crafted to speak in a tone we all can understand.
My goal for the book is for readers to be immersed in the reality of God’s presence, and to understand that all creation is a love note from the heart of God. It’s a different perspective on spirituality, but one I feel is desperately needed.
I’ve attempted to cut through the heart of religious doctrine in The Language of Love, and demonstrate the pure, simple truth of our oneness with the divine. And, hopefully, in less than a month, The Language of Love will be available on both Amazon and Kindle.
I believe the entire universe was created for our joy. Yet, most of us live lives of fear and insecurity, preferring the cramped confines of our little boxes to the freedom of the unknown.
Life in all its fullness will never be found in a box. Only when we have the courage and the audacity to escape the rigid prisons of our own design will we finally experience the glorious freedom for which we were created.
The path to true joy follows the edge. And that path can never be found while in the false comfort of a box, even one made of gold. Jump out of your boxes and into a creation waiting to grant you “joy unspeakable and full of glory.” You won’t regret it.