Living in my spiritual world, which is well off the beaten track of the institutionalised religion, I am most atracted to people who are not afraid to express themselves, to open up their souls even if only in the anonimity of the blogging.
One of them, and I find that young people are unsurprisingly the best exponents of this category, is somebody whose blog address I can no longer trace but I managed to save the following two fragments of his only one posting:
I sit here on a saturday afternoon, playing my own little screwed-up game of pretending to be an orthodox 19 year old Jew, whilst my parents sit downstairs, probably thinking I’m asleep – never in their wildest dreams imagining me writing this blog on the ‘Holy Sabbath Day’… I’m a (semi) practicing Jew, who also just happens to be an atheist; so where did it all go wrong?
I had various other personal issues with religious people that kept building up; I started to open my eyes and look at the world through a cynical/pessimistic looking glass – everything had changed for me. All of a sudden I had ‘grown up’; I began to see the massive amount of intolerance, hypocrisy, lies, deceit and rudeness that made up the people that I previously respected.
It really struck a cord in me. Whatever religious organisation you are brought up in, it will never completely chase away the deep feeling of narrowly missing the Truth…
After years, for some an entire life, of searching, probing, hoping and convincing others of what we are yet to find, we’ll end up happily abandoning the questions (and the answers) for a quiet smoke by the lake on a warm summer evening.
One thing what Jesus would do (remember WWJD?) these days is to gather us and them for a lunch and a quiet talk as He used to do with the outcasts of His days on Earth.
I’ll see you then, won’t I?