A person who wakes up and understands is called a Christ was told to me nearly fifty years ago. I did not get it, and I did not get it purely because I equated the word "Christ" with "Jesus," and I would have no part of that. It was some fifteen years later before I waked up and understood...and I had already been trying to comprehend the Sermon on the Mount for nearly the whole of those fifteen years.
The good news...none of my trying was lost, none of my eyebrows-up efforts were for naught...they each and every blind-alley effort was necessary for me to be turned away from my self-determined direction and toward the peace that passes understanding...which all religions teach.
Ah, what a wondrous revelation...that all religions teach peace. That gave me permission to keep it simple and go with the one I had some basic knowledge of, Christianity. I still know not a lot about the religion, and I'm good with that. It is the life that Jesus lived whether every word is true or not that I want for mine since the fellowship I live in is based on these principles...short form of which is ego-deflation-in-depth or get over yourself.
I just want to be the peace that all religions teach. Which, who's kidding whom, is a stretch. But, if it be true that with God all things are possible, just don't set the clock (or the calendar) and go for it.
Thank you.
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