Showing posts with label Humanitarian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humanitarian. Show all posts

Monday, January 29, 2018

My philosophy of the banana peel

“Obviously, God has something to say about the relationship between sin and righteousness.  That is another discussion.  For now we need to realize that sin is a function of behavior.  It is not a quantity that must be removed or a substance that I am born with.  It is all about what I do – each and every day.  God says He will never alter His willingness to bring me into right relationship with Him.  He will always accept my decision to turn to Him.  But I have to choose what I am going to do about His invitation.  What I choose to do either encourages the relationship or frustrates it.  Even James assumes this dynamic when he says that sin is knowing what is the right thing to do and not doing it.”
https://www.skipmoen.com/2010/09/a-philosophy-of-sin/

I thought on the commercial about the banana peel and its status as a banana peel; it was still a banana peel when I thought it through. Imagine thousands and millions of people who are continually fed the lie that the banana peel is really not a banana peel ("people get hurt"). “Are you sure it is a peel? Is it possible that you do not have it right? Are you sure the information is valid? Can you be sure it is not a pomegranate instead of what you think you see?” These types of questions are legion.

Imagine if this scenario is continually fed into the psyche of certain types of personalities or souls if you will. Imagine how propaganda can defunct some people’s ability to “rightly divide the word of truth” (2Tim 2:15) if they ever had the ability in the first place. The latter would be very sad indeed. That would mean that the right way was known yet forsaken for the sake of mammon of some sort, mammon or love or admiration – these are also mammon if I, for example, see them as self-preservation or serving the personal self selfishly with no thought of the well-being of others. That is the pity. To know what is right and refuse to do it, is sinful. What is sin theologically or philosophically? I found a deep thought in the above quote about sin.

 I suggest this article by Skip Moen (September 2010) shows sin as what humans do for or against the better angel nature, which we are born with; the other side of this coin is that of being “altogether born in sin” and “iniquity.”  I suggest here that this appeals to knowing what the right thing to do is yet refusing to do it, is sin – as the verb; on the other hand, I fully understand what it means and its application as a noun. That is what inspired me about this commercial. In all things, life is a progression or regression – from light (right thought) to darkness (error, confusion, deceit, etc.). It is a choice to progress – or regress, but it is still a choice until we make the ultimate choice; then it is “Not my will…” when choice becomes internalized when we no longer struggle in the war between the right and wrong thing to do, sometimes called the “Will to Good.” By personal experience, I know this to be true in my continual progress toward the light.

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Suffer the little children

Suffer the little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: For such is the kingdom of heaven (Matt 19:14 KJV). For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul? (Matt 16:26 KJV).

"Yes," I thought in my dream, "that young girl
Will someday be a Fay - least esteemed
Notwithstanding." I heard them approaching,
Loving little children coming around the bend.
I heard them gaily looking for the good. One of
Them, I heard her say, “I have my tooth that I
Pulled the other day, and I’m waiting for the tooth
Fairy!” Time passed and no fairy came to her at
This location either. Then in my Spirit-dream, I heard,
"I have lost my tooth since I got here." They looked
For it in the car and in other places, as I watched
Them in my Spirit dream. “I brought it with me
Because I am looking for the tooth fairy. Now,
I don’t have it!" As time went on, no fairies came
Among them, with or without the extracted tooth.
The beautiful little girl became despondent as little
Ones do when they feel ignored and unimportant.
She had lost her extracted little tooth that she
Brought with her but nobody cared. I watched and
Listened to them in my Spirit-dream while they were
Discussing the issue in a bathroom. I could see so
Clearly the sadness and pain in the little girl's eyes.
She had lost her tooth and no fairy came yet.
There is no tooth, so will a fairy still come? I think
Since they had no guidance and no wise one to
Intervene and console her and therefore all of them,
I heard resignation in her beautiful little child's voice
When she said while watching the water flow:
"Somebody said the tooth fairy is supposed to be
The parents." I was shocked at the blatant denial of this
Child’s childish heart wish. In my Spirit-dream, I heard
Myself say, "And the grandparents can be tooth fairies."
Hummm, the parents and grandparents let her down
And shattered her childish dreams. To her, the evidence
Of that was the lost tooth. They even shared the
Truth of there being no real Santa Clause, and
Dumped the tooth fairy in the bag with him. I kept on
Thinking that some of the most unselfish blessings
Come from Strangers even though we are discouraged
From talking to strangers.  However, I also remembered,
In my Spirit-dream, that we are also told to be
Careful how we entertain strangers because we could be
In the face of angels and not know it (a stranger can be an
Animal or a human being. Once, God showed up –
And spoke - in the form of a donkey to get a message across).
Why can God not lighten a little girl's heart by proving to
Her that fairies still exist in this world of trouble as well
As happiness? It just depends on how one chooses to
Conceive them to be or look like. Considering all this
In my Spirit-dream, I exclaimed to those little philosophizers,
"I am a tooth fairy!" Then I said, "I am a Fay!"
The little girls smiled at me but did not ask me what
I meant. They left off the conversation and went out to play.
I thought on this while in my Spirit-dream: why did
I hear this and especially look into the sad little beautiful
Faces of the girls who were lamenting for the disconsolate
One who will one day be a Fay I believe, being so
Little-esteemed (probably sadly unawares) by those
Most precious in her early-little-childhood-life? In my
Spirit-dream, the Fay had the power to make someone
Happy, and the Fay took that opportunity. When the Fay
Announced that the tooth fairy had left something on
The bureau top, the little girl made a bee-line toward it
To see if there was a fairy after all. In my Spirit-dream
I saw and heard all these things. The most precious
Sight was when the little child responded as the child
She was, happy and grateful, with a lovely big smile
And a hearty "Thank you!" In my Spirit-dream I
Remembered to be grateful for being alive for that
Moment on the Wheel, when I was the destined Fay, chosen
Among others either not willing or not able to "Suffer
The little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me.
For such is the kingdom of heaven."  Then, either I
Woke up or I was wide awake all the while. Amen and OM

MaryHandy Moore
10-30-14

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Maya Angelou - The bird uncaged

http://www.biography.com/people/maya-angelou-9185388

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqOqo50LSZ0


On May 28, 2014, the bright shining star of I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou, died. She was one of the most magical spirits in the world, who left too soon (if some of us had our way) after Madiba (Nelson Mandela) moved on to his long home before her.  So much has been said of Maya Angelou, some not beautiful at all, but deplorable by people who, because of their own insecurities, stereotype other people.  Maya's personality type was that of a strong, Spiritual, and fearless Humanistic aspect, which ran the gamut of what goodness and dignity are.  Her beginnings were very humble, as can be seen in her autobiographies.  

Maya Angelou's brilliant intelligence could not be hid because she had a mouth, with a voice that moved some people to fear and others to awe.  She was that powerful.  Her commanding presence was like the tallest mountain.  I suggest that Maya Angelou was of Humanistic Personality Type because of her many traits that fit the aspects of that type:

She of course believed in free will, simply because human beings have a will (unless they give it away to a foreign entity, such as drugs, for example).  Maya used her will to make things happen for the good of many. She mistakenly, as young children can misunderstand, thought that her voice had killed a man because at that age, she knew she had power for something.  Maya kept her voice caged for five and a half years before she spoke again.  That was a very early revelation of her willpower.  Then, she began to speak.

As triumphs and tragedies continued in her life, her indomitable will persevered through every one of the bad times and she basked in the good ones as her star rose higher and shone even brighter.  Maya became a boon to many and a bane to many others.  She believed in the solace of education and the gifts it brings.  She believed in brotherhood and tried to spread it all over the world through the way she lived in her world.

She was humble in her faith yet strong in her powers.  Maya Angelou's understanding of life helped her see through the dark veils of illusion to Still I Rise.  Maya has mentored the thoughts of countless world students whose lives she touched; they now carry the torch as humanitarians of all kinds.   Maya Angelou died, but her legacy lives on: in and with us.