By Sheree Rainbolt-Kren
(c) 2005
Today, we went to the mall as my son and his surfer friend
Sam needed Ticket Master for some upcoming concert tickets.
While there, I purchased a CD by a group called Mercy Me.
It's Christian Rock. I don't see myself as a *typical*
Christian, but I love the music and the messages. Then, it
was off to the beach to drop off the boys. Lily and her
little friend, Ella, were along too.
I put the CD in right away, before Dylan could pop in the
millionth playing of Maroon 5 or Simple Plan. I jacked up
the volume and made no apologies for all the Jesus music
blasting. Dylan was begging me to turn it off as he was a
bit embarrassed in front of his friend. But, as he was
begging, his long haired friend spoke up from the back seat
and asked me, "Who's Jesus?" I could almost hear Dylan
thinking, "OMG no- not that!." The music continued. Before,
I could answer, Sam, the surfer, asked another question.
"Who's God?".
Odd to be in this glorious moment with a car full of kids.
He was very serious. Then, before I could answer the third
question, he jumped in again with, "I mean I know what the
churches and the bible says God is, but what do you think
God is?" He was asking me from the sincerest place within
him. I took a short pause, but knew I didn't have much time
before he would have questions 5 and 6 locked and loaded.
And we were almost to the beach.
Then a miracle happened.
We came upon the draw bridge. It was just pulling up. I had
at least 5 minutes to answer.
Could there be a bigger miracle than this, I thought.
Dylan figured this out before I did, and he sunk into his
seat and threw his towel over his head. I glanced back at
Sam just to make sure he hadn't lost interest yet.
I mean a full minute had passed since he inquired. He was
all ears. I straightened out my back, drew a deep breath and
talked just fast enough to get my simple thoughts out
without causing his spontaneous ascension. ;-)
Me: Who do you think God is Sam? What is your opinion
before I give you mine.
Sam: I don't think he's some man in heaven. I don't think
he is a person at all.
Me: What do you think he is then?
Sam: I don't know. What do you think?
Me: Well, ok....for now... this is what I think. I think
*God*, is the highest point of perfect love
Consciousness..... which, when expressed....or made visible
in any way, is the most pure and beautiful light imaginable.
This light is infinite in it's identity, encompassing all
things everywhere, and it's what makes up the One Mind we
all share as the truth of what we are.
Sam: Huh?
Me: [too far too fast] Ok. I believe Source, or God, is
energy. Pure Love Energy.
Sam: Oh yeah, that is what I think to. But, I believe in
evolution and stuff.
Me: How do you feel about that belief?
Sam: Good I guess. I believe it.
Me: If you feel good in your heart about your beliefs,
then they are wonderful beliefs. If you feel something is
off, then it's ok to question your beliefs and search for
answers that make you feel better. It's all about feeling
really good about what you believe. I fully support
whatever you believe as long as it doesn't hurt anyone. The
bird in the tree and the worm on the ground will have two
different perspectives about the guy with the lawnmower.
Your truth is your truth.
Sam: I don't get it. Do you believe in evolution?
Me: Yeah I do. Everything is always evolving. But, I do
believe in the *Super* Consciousness that expanded in
thought and naturally created extensions of thought, not
unlike itself. Do you know what I mean by consciousness?
Sam: Yeah. But, do you call it God? Do I have to call it
God?
Me: It doesn't matter what you call it. You can call it
whatever makes you feel good. It's no one's business what
you call it. You don't have to call it anything. In fact, it
is likely indescribale in human terms.
Sam: Can I just believe in myself?
Me: Of course. I think that believing in yourself is the
same thing as believing in your Source, or your God. If you
believe in yourself, you will come to know God. Or whatever
you wanna call your Source.
Sam: Yeah, that's what I believe too. But, my mom doesn't
believe that.
Me: Well, it's ok if you have your own beliefs Sam. She can
have hers and you can have yours. But, it's worth learning
about how your Mom feels about things. Listen to her, ask
questions, express your own beliefs if you like, and go from
there. You will keep asking these great questions and your
answer will come when you are ready to learn more. You will
always evolve, and learn more.
[drawbridge almost done]
Sam: That's cool.
Me: Yep. It is Sam. Remember that whatever you believe
about anything will be your life experience and your reality
for as long as you believe it. You get to decide these
matters. Others will tell you, as I am, what they believe,
but that don't make it truth for you. You will absolutely
know the truth for you when you hear it.
Sam: I will? Are ya sure? [laughs]
Me: On that I am sure Sam.
Sam: Is there a hell?
Me: Would perfect Love create hell?
Sam: No- I guess not.
Me: Hell is a state of mind. Just like Heaven. You can
choose each day whether to live in hell or heaven. And
whatever you choose, again, will be what your life looks and
feels like. The more people there are that believe in Hell -
the more hell there will be. There's more to this - but I
think I have already overloaded you.
Dylan: Can we turn into Dunkin Donuts?
Sam: I believe that Iraq is probably hell.
Me: No Dylan. Then, it is for you Sam. See what I mean?
But, you can change your mind about that at any time, and
see something else if you choose to.
Sam: Like what? It's like hell.
Me: Well, you could see God. I mean, you could decide to
decide to see deeper meaning.
Sam: How?
Me: That's a good question.
[green light and we're on our way- but I am driving real
slow]
Sam: I don't want to think about that.
Dylan: Mom- everyone is passing us.
Mom: Well, I am in no hurry.
Dylan: You just wanna talk about God.
Me: Then don't Sam. Tha'ts fine. But, what if you could
think about it and see something more meaningful than war
and death? What if you could change your idea of it all?
What is the best thought you could have about Iraq if I
would pay you a hundred dollars to have it?
Sam: You'd give me a hundred dollars to think of something
good about Iraq?
Dylan: Dude- yer such a loser.
Me: No Sam. I am just asking you to imagine it.
Sam: Oh.... well, I can don't even think I could think of
something good.
Me: Ok. If it makes you feel good to think of Iraq of
hell - then that's most important. You have to ask your
heart those questions. But, do you think that you could have
a different thought? You don't have to. We're just talking
here.
Sam: I get it. It's like if I believe Iraq is hell, then
Iraq is hell.
Me: Everything you see and experience is a direct result of
how you feel about everything you see and experience. That
may not make any sense [laugh]
Dylan: omg
Sam: No, I see. I know what you mean. That is so cool.
Me: Good.
Sam: And, I'm gonna always believe in myself. That's what
God feels like to me.
Me: As long as you're happy with that, keep it. You're on
the right track. But, remember you can always seek for more
answers. Ask yourself to show you the way.
Dylan: Just drop us off here Mom. [they get out and I
drive away].
Me: cool.
Thank God For The Drawbridge
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Many light filled blessings,
Rev. Sheree Rainbolt-Kren RM
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