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SPIRITUAL

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Chapter 1:- An introduction


Spirituality is how a person feels about other people. It is our (foundational) personality.


 Organized religion, on the other hand, is how people feel, not about each other, but how they feel about God.


 Jesus was not a religious leader; he was a spiritual leader. He spent many days publicly teaching us to care about each other. He went so far as to say we would be blessed simply when we mourn for someone else's tragedy. "Blessed are they that mourn." ----- But, some people cannot mourn, they are like robots, they may not even have the capacity to care about others. -- about that I am not sure.


 Jesus' road to Heaven was right there in his Beatitudes.


Spirituality is not a quest for personal understanding of one's place in the universe. Spirituality is a feeling; more than that, it is an attitude toward others, and it becomes one's personality. To think it is a quest leads us down the path to becoming "robots" stuffing the data base, -- then what?


 Without childhood joys, and caring about each other,


We are sophisticated robots stuffing the data base,


 Groping for enlightenment,


Grasping for significance,


Awaiting termination,


And boasting that we created ourselves.


 And all for naught:


For even if we could, or should, or would


Create ourselves, so what.


What would we do?


Who would we tell?


 Ah history, but who would listen?


To create ourselves for ourselves:


Ah vanity, and then what?


 All for naught;


Who would we love?


What would we hope for?


 Ah love, who would care?


Ah friends, who would have one?


Ah death, who would cry?


 Without childhood joys, then and now,


we are all for naught and not at all.


 Ah, Childhood:


 Pain, pleasure, and then laughing;


Dreaming and then daring;


Caring, sharing, and then forgiving;


Hugging,


Trusting,


And then, laughing again. (And again)


 Good night "Lancelot, the hero, and Roland, the hero,


And all the olden golden men who rode horses in the rain".-


Good night Carl Sandburg.


 Good night Horatio.


Be happy, be funny,


and be nice to your mate.




Poem:  copyright 2006, [Uncle] Wayne Thornton



Jesus was not a religious leader; he was a spiritual leader. And that is where this story begins.


 


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