Peacebang In Savannah
I hope you will all read ChaliceChick's fascinating contribution to the understanding of the roots of the word "religious" in the previous post's comment section ("Spiritual But Not Religious"). I thank her and her linguist friend for it; it's always illuminating to have our erroneous beliefs smashed. I promise to put more brain power into understanding the details and implications of her explication later, but right now there are two golden retrievers who need to have tennis balls thrown to them. This is one of them:
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Thanks for posting, Philip, and for offering that link. It leads me to think with sorrow about those people who come to church at a time of loss and suffering because they know a religious community can be good for them and their healing/wholeness. But because they haven't done the discernment of finding the right community *before* their loss, they have the very hard job of integrating into a flawed, all-too-human institution during a time of extreme personal stress. I actually think that the process of committing to a religious community is in itself frightening, exhilirating and stressful -- so I feel that it's opportune to do so when one is on fairly level emotional ground, if at all possible.
My heart is hurting so much today about our mad and bloody presence in Iraq. No official post on it, just a comment made in great sorrow.
If it helps, I don't get it either.
What my friend wrote or the War in Iraq.
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