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9/30/2003

Posted in Apostatejournal with tags , , , , , , , , , on June 17, 2008 by apostatejournal

This Journal entry contains a number of refrences to the Jewish High Holy Days. You can read about them here.

 

I have been studying the Jewish Holidays. Last Sunday I went to the river with my family and we performed the ceremony of Tashlikh (throwing bread upon the flowing water as a symbol of casting ours sins from us). I chronicled my reaction to this in my handwritten journal. Today I have been reading in preparation for Yom Kippur (the Day of Atonement).  At first I was disappointed because it sounded like a rather harsh holiday… all fasting and praying and attendance at the synagogue. I was also a little disappointed because at first it seemed there was little I could do to observe the holiday at home. However, as I read about it, I grew more and more convinced that it can be one of the holiest of days: a Sabbath of Sabbaths. This time between Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur is a time for me to be reflecting. How will I do my own process of teshuva (Hebrew for repentance), of turning and returning my heart to God? When I read the scriptures for Tashlikh, I knew what I was going to be casting on the waters. I knew that I was casting my unbelief and growing cynicism on the waters. God has graciously provided me some time between then and Yom Kippur that I might ponder this and find a way to do it. I felt something at Tashlikh, something that I have kept myself from feeling for a while, but have longed for all the same.

 

I was moved once I understood the purpose for the chanting of the Kol Nidrei just before Yom Kippur begins. It acknowledges that none of us will keep our new years resolutions, we will all fail, but it holds out to us the hope, that in failing, we will draw nearer to our god. Maybe God made us to fail so that we would need him all the more. He has promised, that even with our broken vows, we may have a new life, a new year, as sweet as apples dipped in honey(it is customary to eat these at Rosh Hashana, the Jewish new Year). The barren can become fruitful, that the knife can be stayed in mid-swing. For “God himself will redeem Israel for all of their sins.”

 

This is a message that I have needed very much. I need to understand that god “loves me when a sinner.” He seeks “me when a stranger wandering from the fold of God.”

 

If God can forgive me, then I must forgive myself. I God can love me, I must love myself. If he can seek me out when I am still a stranger, if he can feel after me and reach out to me, should I not then give myself the same gift that he strives to give me himself?  One of my teachers at school said that the main message of the New Testament is that we need to love ourselves. Did not Christ testify to this? He sought out those who needed him, the sinners, whores, thieves, apostates, and fishermen. When those not of his faith came to him he “turned them not away.” He proclaimed himself as messiah first to a broken woman at the well, a woman who had spent her life moving from one man to another and was now living in sin, a Samaritan. He told the woman caught in adultery, “neither do I condemn thee, go, and sin no more.” But of course she sinned. I imagine that every time she had sinned after that, when it seemed there was no hope and she closed her eyes and bowed her head in despair, there, in her minds eye was the image of Christ’s face, radiant with love, and his lips breathing forth the healing words. “Neither do I condemn thee. Go, and sin no more. “

 

I have misunderstood God; I thought he wanted me to negate myself, to pretend to be something I am not. I thought that religion required conformity and a false self: an image of perfection. But now I begin to realize that this is not what God wants. Rather, he desires that I be more fully myself, that I come to know and understand my weakness and imperfection, that I serve him despite those, and he will know me, love me, and seek after me, even when I am yet a stranger to his fold. God is no respecter of persons. Yes, and when all is said and done, will he not judge me more kindly if I love my fellow man. And how can I do that if I do not love myself. I cannot give to another that which I have not. To love others I must love myself, and to forgive others, I must forgive myself. To find myself I must lose myself. Because I am not my sins, I am not my weaknesses. I am, before and after all that I do, a child of God. He will seek after me. I am “prone to wander,” but he will seek after me. Perhaps mortality is some kind of divine toddlerhood. We learn to separate and to connect, to depend while also learning to be autonomous.  I am very grateful to my Jewish heritage for teaching me such lessons.

 

On a more physical level, I want to change how I parent my children. I find myself becoming to negative and controlling. By changing my outlook and faith in God, I hope to be able to offer my children the chance for a better life as well.

 

This Sunday evening I plan to keep Yom Kippur in the best way I know how. I will play Kol Nidrei on my viola. I will fast, and refrain from bathing and comforts for the day. I would like to try and get some time off that Monday and go to the temple. This week I will study out the scriptures for Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur, I will listen to the words of God’s living prophets, and I will meditate on my own process of teshuva. I will try to tip the balance for good during these days of Awe.  May god grant that when I am weighed in the balance I am found worthy to be inscribed in the book of life.

5/11/2003

Posted in Apostatejournal with tags , , on June 16, 2008 by apostatejournal

I don’t think I’ve ever forgiven God for letting me down, when maybe all the time he was lifting me up. I was so hurt, and so afraid, and so alone, and it seemed like all my faith, hope and dreams meant nothing to him.  It felt like he was slapping me in the face, that he wouldn’t accept my offering, that I was not good enough.  I knew in my own heart that maybe I wasn’t good enough.  I wasn’t perfect.  I wanted so much to be perfect, that I was nothing more than a beanpole and could not be moved.  Maybe he wanted someone a little more humble, ready and willing to accept imperfection.  I pray that I can become the man that I was meant to be, the being I was meant to be somewhere deep inside.  I love my faith, I love the gospel. And I have become a cynic I think, because I believed that deep down inside I was never good enough.  Who wants to believe in a god that will never accept you?  Yet in contrast to my belief, “the very foes who slay thee have access to thy grace.” “The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, I will not, I can not desert to his foes.”  “God is not dead nor does he sleep. The wrong shall fail the right prevail with peace on earth good will toward men.”  How can I cope on my own? All this time I have decided God will not help me.  I am a fool. But hopefully a humble fool, who sees his foolishness and wants to change.

 

I need to find my way back into his grace.  I’m running out of my own. God  Bless us, every one!

2/28/2003

Posted in Apostatejournal with tags , , , on June 13, 2008 by apostatejournal

In retrospect, I had a terrible time with not getting hired as a seminary teacher because I had come to think that although I had no confidence in myself, if I could just stay righteous enough, the Lord would make everything work out.  This allowed me to risk, and to work harder than I had ever done before. It was a necessary stage in my development, but the Lord also wants us to have faith in ourselves.  That is what I am developing now.  When Seminary didn’t work out it raised a lot of issues.  First and foremost was that maybe I just wasn’t righteous enough; I began to think I still wasn’t good enough for god to help me out. Secondly, I was angry with god.  This was the first time in my life that I ever gave everything to what I was doing.  I went way out on a limb, and then he let me fall. That took a long time for me to get over. In some ways I think I am still working on that.

 

I am looking forward to having a new relationship with the Lord, one where I am not so needy, one where I can do some things for myself.  I am looking forward to having a relationship like this with everyone.  A relationship where I won’t have to freak out every time something doesn’t go my way just because I can’t do anything for myself.  I will love others more when I don’t need them as much.