I've mentioned to many how ironic this social distancing coinciding with Lent has been. The irony, of course, is that so many faithful fail to see the parallels between their own isolation and Jesus' during his journey of solitude. While we gorge ourselves on baked goods, Christ was tempted to turn stone into this very thing, choosing to fast instead. Most years, we'd gather together, in large groups, celebrating the unofficial beginning to Spring. Whether it be in churches, temples, or seated around a family table, togetherness marks this time. This year, the crowds will dwindle and for many of us, we will mark this time alone. It's important to note, especially for those who practice their faith, to understand that combatting loneliness is a recurring theme in The Bible.
Even with our families, some feel alone. Whether it not seeing friends, neighbors, or family who normally travel to or wait to greet us, we're all feeling the same thing. Religious books almost all talk about unity and the importance of two being stronger than one. This is where one's personal relationship with their god is at its strongest. The constant reminder that we are no alone is what brings followers to faith. The simple idea that God is always present brings comfort to those in solitude. This ability to believe, truly, is a comforting gift. At times, I wish I had, but I've gained my greatest strengths from my loneliest times. This year, I've been drawn to my childhood friend's sermons. I've long been fascinated with the Bible and, despite what some might think, this devout atheist knows quite a bit about most religions. While I cannot recite or remember specific passages, there is a mention late in the Book of Matthew, as Jesus let out a cry and breathed his last breath, where a curtain, veil, or roof is torn in two. The symbolism, of course, was that Jesus had died for our sins and atoned humanity. Where only the high priest could connect directly with God, this moment signified the very moment where all men, women, and children now had a direct relationship with God.
On this day, most of us are sequestered within our homes. Some surrounded by those which give our lives joy, even meaning. Some of us are alone, whether literally or figuratively. In each instance, this pandemic has brought on fear. The same type of fear that we read about in religious texts. Seen and unseen forces of good and evil wage a silent war, yet one with some bloodshed. Our faith, whether it be theological or scientific, is being texted. Much like in The Bible, empathy will create unity. Regardless of your belief system, the veil has been torn and has shown both our fragility and our perseverance. As many of us wait for higher powers to save us, it is actually we who are saving our neighbors. Out love is being tested by the simple act of staying put. Our faith, religious and nonreligious is in the fact that good will come again. We don't hope this, we believe this. That is true faith.
On this Easter Sunday, I will be alone in body, but know that many friends and family are waiting on the other side of this. Much like Jesus arose on this morning, and left for his rightful place, so shall we. Some will find it is outside waiting. Others will realize it was right there all along. Either way, the unity we're showing in spirit will bring a day when it can be realized in body. The '"Good Books" are all about patience and trust. Would Noah have built such an ark if for not these two qualities? Yet our test, despite all the hyperbole, is simply to sit and wait in the comfort of our own homes.
Happy Easter, Passover, and soon to be Ramadan for all of those of you who have a faith outlet other than mine. Enjoy and give thought and thanks to what we already have and all that awaits us.
Even with our families, some feel alone. Whether it not seeing friends, neighbors, or family who normally travel to or wait to greet us, we're all feeling the same thing. Religious books almost all talk about unity and the importance of two being stronger than one. This is where one's personal relationship with their god is at its strongest. The constant reminder that we are no alone is what brings followers to faith. The simple idea that God is always present brings comfort to those in solitude. This ability to believe, truly, is a comforting gift. At times, I wish I had, but I've gained my greatest strengths from my loneliest times. This year, I've been drawn to my childhood friend's sermons. I've long been fascinated with the Bible and, despite what some might think, this devout atheist knows quite a bit about most religions. While I cannot recite or remember specific passages, there is a mention late in the Book of Matthew, as Jesus let out a cry and breathed his last breath, where a curtain, veil, or roof is torn in two. The symbolism, of course, was that Jesus had died for our sins and atoned humanity. Where only the high priest could connect directly with God, this moment signified the very moment where all men, women, and children now had a direct relationship with God.
On this day, most of us are sequestered within our homes. Some surrounded by those which give our lives joy, even meaning. Some of us are alone, whether literally or figuratively. In each instance, this pandemic has brought on fear. The same type of fear that we read about in religious texts. Seen and unseen forces of good and evil wage a silent war, yet one with some bloodshed. Our faith, whether it be theological or scientific, is being texted. Much like in The Bible, empathy will create unity. Regardless of your belief system, the veil has been torn and has shown both our fragility and our perseverance. As many of us wait for higher powers to save us, it is actually we who are saving our neighbors. Out love is being tested by the simple act of staying put. Our faith, religious and nonreligious is in the fact that good will come again. We don't hope this, we believe this. That is true faith.
On this Easter Sunday, I will be alone in body, but know that many friends and family are waiting on the other side of this. Much like Jesus arose on this morning, and left for his rightful place, so shall we. Some will find it is outside waiting. Others will realize it was right there all along. Either way, the unity we're showing in spirit will bring a day when it can be realized in body. The '"Good Books" are all about patience and trust. Would Noah have built such an ark if for not these two qualities? Yet our test, despite all the hyperbole, is simply to sit and wait in the comfort of our own homes.
Happy Easter, Passover, and soon to be Ramadan for all of those of you who have a faith outlet other than mine. Enjoy and give thought and thanks to what we already have and all that awaits us.
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