Canute:
I find your comments well organized and interesting. Yet, I do wish to bring something to your attention. Here is a quote from "Medicine*Woman." She writes:
"My argument is logical. I'm not the first to think of God in the way I do. I am opposed to organized religion. They take the focus OFF of God and onto their own agendas."
She is right! Once in a Sunday morning class, our pastor was asking what could hinder us in our relationship with God. After many suggestions, he seemed to be looking for one more, so I volunteered with: "Church." He, a man I had known for years, seemed stunned, and maybe embarrassed.
When I hear, "Come to Church, and find God," it makes me angry. I know those people. I was raised with them. The part that grieves my spirit is that spirituality is not some magic thing that we find and brag about, or that we hold up to show how superior we are, rather it is our connection with God. Spinoza says that it is innate in man to believe in God, and I agree. This philosopher meant all peoples. And yes, many are frightened away, or turned off, by the word "God."
Words, so far as I know, come from humankind. They have no magic power, unless we give it to them, in our minds. Why get hung up on them. Nor do I understand the big deal about "He, mankind, and so forth. When we muddy the waters with all our little quirks, we venture away from the main event just as surely as those whom we criticize. Am I right?
There are always those who spoil the stew, but hating the Church or hating Amway is never a solution. Churches have some solid citizens and good programs; Amway is a fine product. Yet new converts to either can be extremely annoying.
Truth is, sometimes I miss church, -the fellowship, the joy, the music! But, I remember dedication; I remember brotherhood; I remember enthusiasm. Where did it go? "Followers of Christ? Then why all the condemnation, and supercilious confrontations? Where is the love?
In addition, my beliefs have changed.
At one time I was almost consumed with anger. It took me a while to get past the anger, but I got past it. I do not necessarily blame organized religion, -or do I? Fact is, I am no longer angry. I wish them well. I truly do. Nonetheless, for the most part, the agenda of most organized religion is not what I am about. I still go once in a great while, but try to keep my mouth shut. Why do I go? Childhood memories, I suppose. My stepfather was a minister, and I am a graduate of a very good bible school, but my beliefs have changed from theirs as well, and that is okay with me, but not with them!
It took a long time for me to be free, and I love it. The amazing thing is, once I felt free, those opposed to my differences of opinion, no longer seemed so eager to give me a bad time. Just thought I would mention that.