Archive for August, 2012

I Am

Posted in Where Angels Perch with tags , , on August 16, 2012 by rodzink

I wake up early every morning. Typically, I have plenty of time to start my day without rushing through the best part of the day…. BBC updates… coffee… shower….. All are constants… The frustrating..or concerning “constant” is the world news…. the fighting in Syria… the refugees in Congo….the drug wars in South America…. the hate crimes in our own country… An individual needlessly murdering others simply because they are different… another color… ethnicity… religion… or speak another language…. Then, if that’s not enough, we find ourselves divided… or media-driven…. selfishly…ignorantly opinionated…. Headlines like “Army Veteran allegedly shoots Sikhs”… or “Muslim man Detained at Airport.” Why not “Christian man Slays Sihks?” Seems like this would balance the wording…. Or simply “One Human Being Kills Six other Human Beings.” And…it goes on….and on……and on…. and every day, one group i.e. race, religion, nationality, etc. clings to another divisive situation…. and all I can think is how we, individually, hold the solution. It’s not a quick fix…nor does it have immediate results.. In fact, it could take generations…
Personally, I’ve become irreligious….. oh, still a believer… but so far from being able, or willing, to tie myself to a religion where someone has to be wrong….or where the limited few within my organization, have “it” right. After all, who on Earth is to determine right and wrong? What is it that I want to teach my children? Settle in my own heart and mind? What can I claim and still feel as though I am universally right with a Creator? I think He’s given us His thoughts….it’s found throughout books and stories, written by man. Men, I believe, inspired by God…. But, I think we’re all configured with His thumbprint… We are His handi-work… Whether we speak English…. Portuguese…. Arabic… or do not have the ability to speak at all… Whether we have lived our entire days in Indiana….Indonesia… Nepal…Yemen…He favors us…. I’ve often found it almost strange that Christians love to through around catchy words for God… they love to use old Hebrew words… Yahweh… Yeshuah… El Shadai… and so forth…but let someone use an Arabic name for God…. We can overlook the differences between Baptists and Methodists… but….well….try ordering a Mexican meal in English and notice the looks…. a pita wrapped around meat, beans, and sour cream is still a burrito, regardless of how you ask for it.
I believe God introduced himself without title…without allowing us to box Him into a corner… He simply, and, specifically, entitled Himself…”I Am.” He isn’t Jewish… Muslim…. or… and this one is where people will tap the X in the corner of the screen… Christian… I find it odd that all of these mono-theistic beliefs find common ground in original text….practices…. styles of worship….. but as man and empire grew… their tolerances for one another’s beliefs….. thinned… I believe God created a perfect world and it became inhabited with free will.
I believe…. well… I could write for days… I could attempt to articulate my reasoning… my convictions… interpretations of Bible…Quran…Torah.. How Abraham questioned…even challenged God….I can debate the age old argument of whom Abraham took to sacrifice… Isaac…Ishmael… I can decide for myself the cultural decisions Abraham had to make and the blessings bestowed on his “only” and “eldest” son… How Hagar was promised…and given…. the same blessing as Abraham….How, if we can all agree on the origin of these religions, then it must be so that all children of Judaism, Islam and Christianity… pray to…live beneath…and attempt to please the same God. etc…etc….etc… But this is mere opinion.. So…skip…. “I believe.” What about “I Am?”
I Am responsible…. for how I take the convictions within my own soul and play it outwardly. I Am responsible for the things my children see from me… How I treat another human being… I Am a vessel made by the hands of a Creator. I Am able to understand that my beliefs…my faith…my terms with God…are between me…and Him. That I, and my faith, is not superior over that of another. Nor is it inferior. I Am not required to ensure others agree with me… I Am responsible for my actions. I Am responsible for the attitudes instilled into my children concerning tolerance, peace, generosity, understanding, acceptance and love, while at the same time embracing their own convictions. I Am responsible for teaching them that God is bigger, smarter, more capable than any of our illusions, inspirations, plans. I Am responsible for maneuvering a path through an obstacle course of religious values that pull apart…separate…I Am responsible for taking a step to ensure that tomorrow doesn’t bring a mass and ignorant slaying of another human, because of his faith. I Am responsible for tomorrow’s world…Just my small part of it. I Am responsible for showing them that character is what He sees when he looks down upon us….not our color… our geography…the bricks and mortar from where we bow…but our character…our faith…. and the steps we take.
Overall… I Am responsible… I Am accountable….. Our tomorrow needs these things… My children… all three of them… deserve these things…