You know, sometimes I wonder about the words written thousands of years ago, in one culture, read thousands of years later in another.
I don't question often but how's this: I live in desert country, the Southwest. We consider most rains a blessing.
In Job, we hear the rain falls on the just and the unjust. How many in the Western world blame the rain? How many in the dry climates bless it? Funny; One reality. Many ways to interpret.
Sometimes, what we need is inherent, we see the need immediately.
This seems to me a struggle in spiritual leadership.
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I said the same thing recently. It rains on the just and the unjust.
Hatsumi said that people in a dry land will have a water god. I imagine people in a cold land would tend to have sun gods, or fire gods.
I suspect that often is true. My God is a loving God and I have had love throughout my lifetime, so it is not lack that acquaints my Creator and me. I will try to be more erudite another time, but I am convinced, this day, that it is possible God, a Creative Force,
can fill you with such love you would never again bash a mosquito.
I hoped I could delete and I kept looking at it. I am embarrassed a lot. This is pretty much what I believe.
I'm not too heavenly yet. I still bash and scrub mosquitoes, fire ants and fleas.
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