
I saw this picture the other day.
Bono, blind folded, with the font of religious symbols and broken letters that speaks something far louder than any lyric or music.
On the site I found it, many posted comments of shock, horror, and judgement...not only was it a grammatical error in word structure...something had been put together that was, well, just humanly impossible.
It shocked all religious sensibility...and our unreal religious world view.
A couple thoughts...
The high school I attended did not have the question of faith really. We wrestled with theological dogma, the most serious of which was were you Penticostal or did you believe in eternal security.
There was little or no chance that we would be friends with someone with Islamic, Jewish or any other faith.
A generation later, my children have friends who are Islamic, Jewish, Shinto and the list goes on. We live undeniably in a world where ‘faiths’ are constantly intersecting. Interestingly enough, in this mosaic culture of faiths, there doesn't seem to be much dialog and conversation. We hunker down in our fox holes of fear and judgment, content with the isolation of our own traditions and stories. This is true in regards to how we approach other faith traditions, but I notice that it is often true of how we approach other traditions within our own faith. You know what I mean...Baptist vs. Penticostal vs. United Church vs. Alliance...
And maybe the more disturbing reality is that representative voices of faith tend to be the extremes. By their volume and actions they are usually seen and heard. Its the loud bully in the playground that is usually heard above everything else. He's usually what we remember, and fear...and want no part of. The reality is that the bully is only one voice. There are voices of humility, mercy, compassion, reconciliation...from all sides.
What does it look like(or feel like) to journey in love with people who do not share our 'faith' or faith perspective?
What does it mean to stay true to Jesus...and yet love others who are searching for Him...and maybe don't even know it?
thoughts?