Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts

Sunday, July 11, 2010

The End of Mosiac Law

Did you hear about that woman in Iran who was recently condemned to a public stoning on the charges of adultery?



It truly is amazing to find remnants of Mosiac law still taking place in this day in age. Jesus Christ tells us that he is the new standard...Mosiac law is over, no more animal sacrifices, no more stonings, etc (see mosiac law link above).

2000 years wasn't really all that long ago. I'm so thankful for a perception built by the precepts of the restored Gospel. It's amazing to read or hear people conversing about theology and see how much it all fits in to the restoration. I just sat through dinner with my Dad and uncle talking about faith and their frustrations with the Catholic Church. So it raised a lot of old thoughts in my mind when I was first checking out the LDS Church. Once you understand the restoration, there is no going back. It's the only way you can see things from that point on. It's a beautiful thing. As promised, living it only brings about happiness.
I'm in love with God's deft hand.

Monday, February 22, 2010

untitled thought

"What joy! what wonder! what amazement! While the world was racked and distracted—while millions were groping as the blind for the wall, and while all men were resting upon uncertainty, as a general mass, our eyes beheld, our ears heard, as in the ‘blaze of day’; yes, more—above the glitter of the May sunbeam, which then shed its brilliancy over the face of nature! Then his voice, though mild, pierced to the center, and his words, ‘I am thy fellow-servant,’ dispelled every fear. We listened, we gazed, we admired! ’Twas the voice of an angel from glory, ’twas a message from the Most High! And as we heard we rejoiced, while His love enkindled upon our souls, and we were wrapped in the vision of the Almighty! Where was room for doubt? Nowhere; uncertainty had fled, doubt had sunk no more to rise, while fiction and deception had fled forever!"
-Oliver Cowdery

I read this yesterday and felt such a strong connection to it. I felt as though I had felt it before, I had lived the words Cowdery speaks of. I may not have seen with my eyes, the grandeur and brilliance of a vision, but I have felt with my heart and soul, the same love and desires of God. It is a peace above all peace, a sagacity above all wisdom.

It confounds my mind but relieves my soul.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Heaven Help Us All

I am so much like the Nephites it scares me.

I so easily forget the works of God in my life. I recognize and appreciate them at first, inspired by this revelation from God. But then just as quickly, I am swayed to questioning even His existence. Then God makes himself known once more and I am repentant. Then I deny him again.

The process repeats itself over and over.

I will say that I take comfort in the fact that I know I am not perfect, I am human, I sin. But it still amazes me at just how unappreciative I can be sometimes, how easily I forget the beauty and truth.

one of my favorite live videos of Mr. Charles


Oh, and I'm going to try this new thing where I change my blog header picture almost every time I post a new blog. So right now, I'm using a picture of my wife from another life, Paulette Goddard.

Monday, January 11, 2010

So you say you want a revolution?

Watching Steven Soderbergh's two part 4 hour 8 minute epic is a brilliant portrait of a very flawed man. Che is more a romantic interpretation, yet it holds true to facts and events over the extensive "revolution" brought on by Che Guevara and Fidel Castro.
I think it goes without saying that his philosophy is very flawed and was destined to have him assassinated by his enemies. But what is so attractive about telling Che's story is his passion and firmness in his belief. Replace communism with any other political ideology and it would not have changed our view of Che. It's impossible not to root for him all throughout the film (even if we know the context). I found his charisma and zealousness inspiring, it's no wonder he recruited so many to his cause.
But his philosophy is his demise.

When asked if he believes in God, his responds that he "believes in mankind". His "faith in mankind" sounds inspiring but is a utopia that could never exist. He believes all mankind will adapt to his passion. And in most cases, they do. They are inspired, caught up in revolution, fighting against "injustices". But if the people are not with him, then he is basically nothing. After all, he believes the only way to bring about radical change in government policy is by force. This goes against everything Che preaches, this "faith in mankind". If his coup works, does he assume this new found power will never go to the head of another man in politics again? That is inevitable. Man will always find himself power hungry in that position. That's the way politics go. It's a vicious cycle.
The "peasants" who lived in the Bolivian countryside had no desire to stray from their meager lifestyles. They are so isolated from everything that they know not of the injustices Guevara speaks of. Che's message proves invalid and instead of creating a revolution in the heart of Latin America, he ran in circles away from Bolivia's prudent military forces.
Che realizes this as he speaks with a Bolivian soldier the night of his capture. The two converse very informally and it looks as if Che will be able to talk himself out of captivity. But the soldier eventually turns a back to his friendliness and follows orders to guard.
Faith in mankind can be fleeting at times.

I think our society vilifies him far too often. He was by no means a good person, but he had morals. He is known to have killed many men, most in battle and "traitors" to the cause. This is where most will point to when trying to defame him. But we have no room to talk. Our government kills innocent foreigners just about every day in Afghanistan. As a God-fearing democracy, we carry out just as many top secret assassinations as those "corrupt" political ideologies do. We must not also forget that Che's cause was very admirable at root. He surely went about it in all the wrong ways. But at heart he was a humanitarian. It's a shame he resorted to picking up a gun for his cause. That is where he went wrong.

I will say, I was very inspired by Che's message of helping the less fortunate. Sure he let the ideology go to his head. But the initial care he has for each new person he meets is stirring. He truly could have become a brilliant humanitarian if he had wanted to. You can see this side of Che in the 2004 film, The Motorcycle Diaries. Here is a young Che, uninfluenced by ideas of forceful revolution, a man of the people; believing that the road to change is through individuals. There is a peace that can be found once you accept this.

I want to do more for the individual.
Right here, right now, I am making a promise to myself:
I feel called to offer myself to others more often. I've never gotten too involved with local charities because I've had this view of helping less fortunate people worse off than those in the U.S. But there is still a lot of work, a lot of love to spread to the less fortunate locally. This semester I will set my sights more on "local".

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Speeding Tickets are Terrible Reminders of How Little Money You Have to Your Name

I don't care what belief, non-belief, denomination, theory you have. I just don't understand how some people believe there is no higher power.

I was walking through campus today and just the simple beauty of lightly falling snow was enough to push any doubt of God's nonexistence out of my mind. I find myself experiencing these humbling reminders throughout the day. Sometimes I go a few days without thinking about it, too wrapped up in my own head to appreciate anything or anyone's beauty. But it always happens eventually. And it's one of my favorite parts of being alive.
Whether you're Buddhist, Christian, Muslim, Sikh, Jewish, or any other spiritual view, I think we as human beings can all appreciate it the same way, under God. I consider myself a Christian-Catholic, but it's a universal recognition.

There has to be a creator. How else could the human race be able to internalize and recognize such simple splendor as dying leaves on trees (fall) or in creating a friendship or relationship with someone. There is some other power at work. I love this quote I heard recently:
"I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt."

I've been viewing the world in a new mindset recently, trying to get in touch with my naive side. I want to experience some things for the first time again. I've seen a person laugh hundreds of thousands of times before. But when was the last time I really appreciated it. That exuberant outburst of joy. It's so great.
I know, I probably sound ridiculous right now, but I don't care. We get too wrapped up in our lives to appreciate the raw beauty of the world we live in. I can't imagine what it would be like if I was never able to see someone laugh again. Or cry, or fall, or dance, or sing, or make awkward small talk. I just realized how much I take it all for granted.
Call this some incandescent youthful realization, call it whatever you like. Just remember the simple things you take for granted.
It's too easy to be cynical and discerning in this world. That's how I am most of the time. Lately, I've been trying to make sure there is an equal amount of positivity in my viewing of the world.



...or, this all could just be result of the new Andrew Bird album I've been listening to constantly. Go. Listen to it now.