There was a way that religion gave me an out in terms of caring about the pain and suffering of the world. I was taught that people were intrinsically bad, and that misery and despair were inevitable and unchangeable in the herelife. Not to worry, I was told that one day I would escape the mess of this world, and God would fix the rest in the end. But as time rolled on in my journey of shedding religion, I woke up one day and suddenly found something. I found my heart. And I discovered that I cared. I cared about the pain and suffering of the world that I encountered along the everyday paths of my life. In seminary I learned quite an elaborate Christology, studying things like the hypostatic union and homoousios. But I don’t think anything I learned about Jesus in all my theological training trumps what I finally discovered with my heart. Jesus cared. There is nothing more divine than that. Do you want to be like Jesus? Do you want to make a difference in this world? The true heroes in this world are simply people who care. You have a good heart, listen to it. It’s as simple as that. Care.
Published on December 24, 2013 05:25