There are times in life that a dilemma comes up that rips at your innermost being. I am currently facing one of the most difficult ones in years. It’s not like I haven’t been down this road before but this one is different. It’s different because it has to do with my spiritual home. A place I have known for over 20 years with countless friends and memories. Very often these things happen through no fault of our own. This is certainly the case with this situation. So with no clear answer in sight, I will sit here and listen to the birds maybe they will help me find an answer?
When you stop (and get real quiet) as you watch birds go through their activities it’s fascinating. There in one regard, there is a sense of independence. Because it is a true case of not eating will cause death. Yet there is another more fascinating side to them. Regardless of their struggles they still manage to look out for each other Of course it often is a member of the same species but then again it doesn’t always turn out that way. Isn’t it sad that in so many cases many humans can’t have the same understanding? As the saying goes ” The Good Lord made the word “I” the smallest word in the dictionary for a reason”. Birds seem to understand that but for many humans, it’s a foreign concept.
In a sad trend that started many years ago church’s are many times the rudest place around on Sunday mornings. Part of it is just the overall crassness of our culture in the past 30 years.
What happens is that someone who walks in has somebody they are intent on speaking to even if that person is speaking to someone else. So they just walk up and start talking without any regard to the person that was not the subject of their mission. Way too often the person that was “targeted” just walks off with that person and continues their talk. In doing so the other person is left standing there alone. The hidden message is that their life is not as important. One of the most common excuses is that ” well it’s Sunday morning and people understand”. By saying something like that they are saying that on Sunday morning in a house of faith it’s ok to be rude to others that they would never do in their daily lives? How interesting?