Religion

I get to spend an hour tomorrow with a man born in South Asia who wears a turban. I guess that means he is Sikh. Maybe not. I will find out.

Thinking about the new opportunity to learn, I got to speculating on his religion, what little I know of it, and what parts of life may be forbidden or allowed by his religion, contrasted with the religions of others born in South Asia.

Which raised the same question of me.

What is forbidden in my life of faith? Over the years the tenets of religious life have been fairly easy to define, and have resulted in the proscription of many things. But that is not my life of faith.

In my life of faith, now I know that there is only one thing which I may not do.

I may not fail to love. No options. If I am loveless, I am not of this faith.

Will there be times in which I will act without love? Yes. And in those times I will not be living in faith. Fortunately, in those times I will still be the beloved of the Lord.

And THAT is all the difference. Oh, Happy Day! Thank You, Father. You ran to me and are still holding me.