For some tomorrow is Easter. Besides the children view of Easter – the bunny, the eggs and presents there is the deep religious meaning of this holiday.
People around the world are commemorating the pain of the crucifixion and the resurrection of Christ. Everyone wants to feel, at least in this special night that their souls have been cleansed and that their sins have been forgiven.
But why do we need to commemorate pain and to venerate the fear of damnation instead of celebrating kindness, humility and respect for the others. I’ve always disagreed with the view of the church regarding the human sins and way of preventing them, because the emphasis is on making sins, repenting and forgiveness. This implies automatically that most of the people are bad; committing all kind of evil deeds, but the salvation is easy for all. If a man who has done something evil, seeing the wrong doing of his actions and understanding the outcome of his behavior, repents and is trying to change in order to become a better person, then he should be forgiven and helped because he can achieve a state of enlightenment. But forgiving same sins, year after year for persons that are fully realizing the consequences of their evil behavior, is a very at hand loophole of bypassing humanity and godliness but still entering Heaven.
Even worse is that beside the “good speech”, these people need proof that Heaven and Hell exists, not to change to the right way, but only to conveniently repent again and to be forgiven. They wait impatiently for the sacred flame to light up, so they may fear God and to at least confess their sins and take the sacrament. I really wonder how would they behave if one day the flame would fade out and any bounds of restraint for their true nature would be shattered …
I don’t need to see the flame, I don’t need to see the same bloody movies of crucifixion of Christ and I don’t need to fear God in order to believe. Because I believe that this world could be better by it’s own and not by some gruesome religious constraints. For me Christ was a holy man regardless of the fact that he may / may have not resurrected or he is / or is not Son of God. And that because he preached to love and be good to all, even your worse enemies. He tried to make this world better, and believed so much in his power to change it that he endured torture and death on the cross. I think that in a way we are all God’s children and through our good deeds, joy and laughter we are repented.
Looking back at my sins, and for sure I have plenty, I feel remorse and guilt. But I don’t want to hide behind a pardon; I assume responsibility for my actions. For this I might be accused of pride, which is a mortal sin. But this judgment is flawed from the beginning, because by being a sin to take responsibility, somehow you implicitly accept evil behavior to everyone around. This “lawyer trick” might work in the society in which we live, but for sure would not be considered valid by any other “Superior Court”.
My father has always helped a lot of people, from which most have not even said “Thank You”, not to mention gratitude or something of that matter. So I asked him:“ What’s the point in helping people, because most of them are jerks and don’t really deserved it?”. “ You must not expect gratitude for your help, because you reward may come in a completely different way”, he answered. He is gone for some time and until now I know not from where he got the gratitude deserved; even divinity’s reward was probably too much hidden from my understanding.
But the only glimpse at divinity that I ever had is the one after a completely selfless act of helping another. And that feeling is brightening a hundred times the darkness core of my soul composed by greed, jealousy, revenge and loneliness.
We should all try to see the brightness as often as possible in our hearts and for sure we will see it all around us.
People around the world are commemorating the pain of the crucifixion and the resurrection of Christ. Everyone wants to feel, at least in this special night that their souls have been cleansed and that their sins have been forgiven.
But why do we need to commemorate pain and to venerate the fear of damnation instead of celebrating kindness, humility and respect for the others. I’ve always disagreed with the view of the church regarding the human sins and way of preventing them, because the emphasis is on making sins, repenting and forgiveness. This implies automatically that most of the people are bad; committing all kind of evil deeds, but the salvation is easy for all. If a man who has done something evil, seeing the wrong doing of his actions and understanding the outcome of his behavior, repents and is trying to change in order to become a better person, then he should be forgiven and helped because he can achieve a state of enlightenment. But forgiving same sins, year after year for persons that are fully realizing the consequences of their evil behavior, is a very at hand loophole of bypassing humanity and godliness but still entering Heaven.
Even worse is that beside the “good speech”, these people need proof that Heaven and Hell exists, not to change to the right way, but only to conveniently repent again and to be forgiven. They wait impatiently for the sacred flame to light up, so they may fear God and to at least confess their sins and take the sacrament. I really wonder how would they behave if one day the flame would fade out and any bounds of restraint for their true nature would be shattered …
I don’t need to see the flame, I don’t need to see the same bloody movies of crucifixion of Christ and I don’t need to fear God in order to believe. Because I believe that this world could be better by it’s own and not by some gruesome religious constraints. For me Christ was a holy man regardless of the fact that he may / may have not resurrected or he is / or is not Son of God. And that because he preached to love and be good to all, even your worse enemies. He tried to make this world better, and believed so much in his power to change it that he endured torture and death on the cross. I think that in a way we are all God’s children and through our good deeds, joy and laughter we are repented.
Looking back at my sins, and for sure I have plenty, I feel remorse and guilt. But I don’t want to hide behind a pardon; I assume responsibility for my actions. For this I might be accused of pride, which is a mortal sin. But this judgment is flawed from the beginning, because by being a sin to take responsibility, somehow you implicitly accept evil behavior to everyone around. This “lawyer trick” might work in the society in which we live, but for sure would not be considered valid by any other “Superior Court”.
My father has always helped a lot of people, from which most have not even said “Thank You”, not to mention gratitude or something of that matter. So I asked him:“ What’s the point in helping people, because most of them are jerks and don’t really deserved it?”. “ You must not expect gratitude for your help, because you reward may come in a completely different way”, he answered. He is gone for some time and until now I know not from where he got the gratitude deserved; even divinity’s reward was probably too much hidden from my understanding.
But the only glimpse at divinity that I ever had is the one after a completely selfless act of helping another. And that feeling is brightening a hundred times the darkness core of my soul composed by greed, jealousy, revenge and loneliness.
We should all try to see the brightness as often as possible in our hearts and for sure we will see it all around us.
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