“All great truths begin as blasphemies.” – George Bernard Shaw
Heretic (noun): a professed believer who maintains religious opinions contrary to those accepted by his or her church; anyone who does not conform to an established attitude, doctrine, or principle.
As I have been revealing in my blog, and with a great deal of studying and praying, I am understanding that many things that Christians put forth as “biblical” are not always so, and if truly studied, would be revealed as doctrine translated through the lens of current culture.
I know this next statement may offend some and disappoint other (hence the title of the blog) but it is important to understand that for any and all spiritual journeys to be authentic must first be real, starting from where we are, not where we think we ‘ought’ to be. Expectations — both those from others and from within — are the death of my spiritual life and the dearth of my soul. Make no mistake, I am confident and comfortable saying that I truly adore Jesus but I am having a hard time with much of modern Christendom these days.
I am at a place in my life where I am comfortable enough in my own skin to make this declarative statement of faith: I cannot believe in any way, shape or form in a God who is (or a religion that is) homophobic, xenophobic, Islamophobic, culturally imprisoned, misogynistic, afraid of science, myopically tribal, captured or contained in ANY denominational or religious construct.
My doctrine and my dogma is simple: love God and love people (all of them, especially the most vulnerable and marginalized) because simply put God is LOVE.
God is not doctrine or dogma, denominational or diminutive.
God is fire, unleashed and untamed.
God is pure love; untainted by the egoism that we humans fall prey to.
Today, I am not so sure there is “room” for me anywhere religiously. But I know, even if faintly, that God does indeed have plenty of “room” for a ‘borderline heretic’ like me.