Easter is upon us. I'm not into the chocolate egg thing. What about the execution and resurrection of Christ?
It always gave me the heebeejeebees as a kid, the crucifiction, the nails through the hands and the spear in the side. As an adult now, quite an old one, I'm pretty well unaffected by violence, having been exposed to many forms of it through the media and society for most of my life. I ignore shit really and try to focus on positive things.
So the resurrection, yes, good stuff. It's good thinking, that Christ died for us so that we sinners can be forgiven and have everlasting life, after death. I hope it's true, and I hope I make the cut. I don't get around singing hymns and preaching psalms but I try to live with good Christian virtue.
The Jehovah's Witness people that come here tell me I need to do more to be granted salvation. The Jewish people don't believe Christ existed. The Catholics say you need to go to confession. I'm not sure what Islam says, nor the hindus and budhists, then there's all manner of other sects.
As I see it everyone has the right to believe what they believe, and God is the ultimate judge. Yes I do believe in God. I believe there's much we do not know, about the past, the present and the future, and I hope and pray that the mystery of life and death I will one day understand, even if I have to wait till after death.
Death is a human certainty. Beyond it, I'm uncertain. I can think and believe what I like but it is uncertain. Tomorrow is uncertain. Anything can happen. The saying "Live like there's no tomorrow" can be taken in more ways than one, but I like it.
That's why I like to plant trees. I planted three last week, on our property at Gembrook. Two were eucalypts given to me by my friend Nat who lives in Melbourne, just before Christmas. They were seedlings she potted up, progeny of a big tree in her neighbour's garden. I watered them through summer, always looking around for somewhere to plant them, thinking of the farm or people I could give them to where they would have a good home. They were getting way too big for the pot. I walked around our property and finally found places for them, quite close to each other among other mature eucies but where there was a gap in the canopy and they will get good sun.
The third tree was a rewarewa, or NZ honey suckle that I got as a seedling from Nobelius Park, which is also in the rainforest and it's tall upright form will be perfect.They will be youthful additions to what I call our rainforest and I'll get great pleasure watching them grow. It is uncertain how long we will live here, or in fact how long I will live at all.
So is it "Live like there's no tomorrow?" Or, "Live like there's always tomorrow?"
I'll keep planting things, everywhere I can.
2 comments:
Oh dear - I can feel a sermon coming on here!
I find it amusing that you spelt crucifiction like it is fiction. Heard some learned character spruke on the radio today that he doesn't believe that the Last Supper was actually true and that it was written into the Bible to explain the Eucharist. Blows my mind. Why on earth would someone make up the Eucharist and then go backwards? How does he explain the early church celebrating the eating of bread and the drinking of wine around 63AD?
Yes, people can believe what they like, as weird as it may be, but the Bible was written so that people would know what God says. And one thing he says is very clear - wait until you die and it is too late. But then I believe he is the Creator God of the Universe. If I'm wrong (which I can't possibly imagine) I lose nothing. If the others are wrong they have eternity in hell and punishment.
Yes, this wasn't the sermon!
Sorry, crucifixion? I think many of us might get a surprise when we die, not just me.
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