Sunday, December 29, 2013

My Myth is Better than Your Myth

Merry Mythmus, Festivus, Winter Solstice and New Year.

When people debate religion, in my mind I hear...  "My myth makes more sense because it's older."  "My myth makes more sense because it makes me feel better."  "My myth makes more sense because it is cooler." This is goofy logic.

There are real factors in life for how life is. Why don't we all take time to consider these things? Slow down. Think for a second about REALITY.  Evolution, circumstances, relationships, physical strains.

Stories are fun.   Enjoy the stories.  Have fun.  But let's keep our feet on the ground.

Kindness, generosity, compassion, love.  Think on these things.


Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Children and Other Living Things

I've been thinking a lot about the beauty and concerns of children.  I believe children should be wanted and made to feel so.  I find it sad that some children must grow up scared and confused.  It seems that many people think it is better to have kids regardless of what their life circumstances are.  I am not so sure. Why do we speak of putting horses and dogs out of their misery, but people must suffer until the very last spark of energy leaves them?

Speaking of animals.  If we are just really advanced animals cognitively, isn't it quite sad and unjust the way we "advanced" species treat animals like cows, chicken, etc. I know this is old news to many vegetarians and free roaming supporters, but to an average "faith filled, God gave us the animals to eat" type of American, it's really hit me recently.  How horrifying to live that existence. How do we justify it? Shouldn't our reason bring us to better treatments of the world?

It seems most of the people I know who are the least concerned with the welfare of the natural world are believers such as average mainline denominations. Kind of sad.

It's true, there are many wonderful things about having a large family.  Every one of my children is so unique and beautiful. But, I am so busy that I barely have time to appreciate them, much less raise them in the way I really want to.  I should mention that the fact that our family is so large keeps us separated when my husband must leave for in-state deployment. Most of the families in his unit travel with their spouse. Not us. It's too hard, financially and logistically to manage it. So, because we have been faithful to "God," my children are without their daddy at these times.