We instinctively know that when we start to question our beliefs it's going to change everything. Our family, friends, and partners know this too. The pressure's on. What did you do? Did you flip the switch? What will you do? Will you flip the switch?
I'm not sure whether this is true or not, but it could be. Kissing the feet meant you were barely worthy to serve. Kissing the neck meant you were allowed to serve. Kissing the ring meant you recognized their authority and were privileged to serve. Kissing the ass meant you would do anything they said. We're seeing a lot of the last one.
There are all kinds of believers. There are all kinds of Christians, Muslims, Buddhists, Agnostics... and, yes... all kinds of atheists. If you are a friend with any atheists, or if you are one yourself, or if you have a healthy inner atheist yourself like I do... then you would know this. Diversity is both honest and beautiful and is to be both respected and appreciated.
The news yesterday of 39 refugees found dead in the trailer is shocking and sad. Imagine the desperation of people to risk such horrors to escape apparently worse ones. Everyone admires and applauds Mother Teresa's vision: "I see Jesus in every human being. I say to myself, this is hungry Jesus. I must feed him. This one is leprosy or gangrene. I must wash him and tend to him. I serve them because I love Jesus." I'm wondering if people only appreciate this because she went to them to help. The difference with refugees is they mostly come to us...