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Lately, I’ve been running into quite a few born again Christians.  They are every where.  My son’s teacher at school, my new mentor, a potential business partner and quite a few more that I will not mention.  Overall their exuberance  for life and confidence is very attractive, prompting me to probe and ultimately confirm that their faith in Jesus  is the source of their confidence and jubilation.  But my years in church cautions me as I am fully aware an inquiry is an invitation  to proselytization, so I  suppress my curiousity and my suspicions are eventually confirmed over time through conversation.

The ability to be born again is a  wonderful concept  and I am a  believer wholeheartedly,  but the caveat is that I am a believer metaphorically.   I am a  Metaphorical Christian.  My “God” given intellect will not  allow itself to be suspended to accept the stories of the  King James version of the Holy Bible as any thing more than a metaphor for life.   I can begin with Adam and Eve and how  that story is an example of  how  men and women or perhaps partnerships should function:  as extensions of each other.  The notion of being born again is a message to all that :Yes  you can change your life and whatever situation you choose with a  renewed consciousness.  You are not bound by the choices of your past only by the choices you make from this moment forward. Even then if the outcome is undesirable choose again, make different choices until you get it right. 

Redemption emerges from the choices we make in how we live our lives from moment to moment. It is available to all. This is the message of  being born again and it capitalizes on the ability of the human conciousness to reinvent  the human being with the power of a single thought.  I am empowered by this and it is my hope that we all will be. I however cannot accept that this belongs only to one group  or one religion as I believe it belongs to all [wo]man kind.   So yes, I am a Metaphorical Christian and all the born agains will  tell me that  this is not the way to heaven, yet metaphorically I know that with each and every choice I make to create  and recreate myself as the person I wish  to be I am one step closer to heaven on earth.  Amen.

For as long as I can remember I’ve pondered the “existence of nothing”. My mind wondered about the  begining and end of the universe.  Like many young people I attended church services and my first attempt to solve this riddle came in the form of Sabbath School (Seventh Day Adventist).  My studies prompted even more questions.  After discovering Greek Mythology I  found myself even more confused as many of the tales were similar to those found in the Old Testament.  I took a break from religion and decided  that I would  try to figure out the meaning of life on my own, yet I stumbled and found myself back to the  begining and attending church.  Rather than going to a Seventh Day Adventist church I tried  multi-denominational churches on Sundays and still I found  the dogma limited and lacking in it’s ability to resolve  the numerous questions I have.

The other day my youngest son made a reference to God using  a male pronoun, I said “How do you know know God is a He not a She?”  The oldest  replied, “God’s both”.  His brother  agreed,  ” Yep, God is a man and a woman.”   The oldest confirmed stating “God is a He-She. One part is girl and the other part is boy.”  He used is hand  to illustrate the partition from the crown of his head  down the middle of his  body.    I said “Okay” and smiled.

I believe children  intutively know the answers to the universe and really how to live life.  They love unconditionally, forgive easily, dream big, abandon grudges and oh yes they also know that  God is both  male  and female.  My sons’ explanation made alot of sense to me.  More sense than many preachers I’ve heard  during Saturday or Sunday church services.

By A.B.

By A.B.

I went to church this past Sunday. Outside the building there is a sign that proclaims “Sinners are welcome.” Each time I’ve passed by the church I’ve smiled thinking: “How clever, that’s exactly where sinners should be.”

I received the message, participated in the obligatory call and response of the interactive church and smiled with amusement at the folks expressing the the holy ghost’s possession of their form through a variety of dances and movement….it’s actually my favorite part after a good sermon.

The pastor is an ex crack addict. He proclaimed during his sermon that he may offend some as his annointing is to speak to certain types of people. I thought to my self “Ex or recovering addicts such as your self? How appropriate [that an ex addict should have a message for those with various manifestations of abuse.]” And then I began to wonder as to the the nature of each respective attendee’s sin. As I sat amongst the congregatation feeling not as sinful as some and feeling more sinful than others then acknowledging all sins are equal in the eyes of God; it dawned on me that I was in the right place and I felt welcomed.