Few topics are more hotly debated,
and yet most debates go nowhere
except in closed circles
always meant to be left open.
There are debates between circles of belief,
like Christianity and Islam, and
there are debates within circles of belief,
like what different brands of Protestants believe, and
there are debates within circles within circles of belief,
like what different brands of Christian fundamentalists believe.
Most all appeal to an authority,
which they claim is the highest, but
how can there be any truly final authority,
when there are so many?
There can’t be.
The good news is that most belief systems
point to something higher,
which, in one way or another,
helps us keep our insidious egos in check.
The bad news is that most religious debates
seek to emphasize differences
and ignore what all share in common,
which is that none have the answer for all.
Many have tired of the ranting and proselytizing
of organized religion, and have chosen
to label themselves spiritual.
But I find even the spiritual camp
to be overflowing with debates
about who really knows the real deal
when it comes to the Divine.
And then there is the ongoing raging debate
between science and religion,
which makes me laugh, as now we watch
both using consciousness as a fulcrum
to lift up their ideologies.
So what are we left to believe?
Believe what you will, but remember
that whatever you believe
can and will limit what you know.
As for me,
I am writing this poem,
instead of sitting in some hard church pew
on this Sunday morning.
This poem was prompted by a recent exchange with one of favorite aunts about religion and spirituality. By the way, neither of us won the debate. 🙂