Discussion in 'Belief and Spirituality' started by Tariki, Apr 17, 2007.

  1. Tariki

    Tariki New Member

    Sep 5, 2003
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    Just drifting around a few other threads and for some reason my memory was jolted back to 1985, the time of Liveaid, and the famine in Ethiopia. During every newscast there seemed to be fresh pictures that called a lot of things into question.

    During those days I was walking my six year old daughter to school. At one point she looked up to the clouds in the sky and said........"I wonder if God's up there behind that cloud?" Well, knowing the injunctions in the Good Book concerning taking away the faith of little ones, I said: "Oh, God's not like that, God is everywhere." To which the little mite replied..........."Blimey! He must be a fat bloke!" Then , her thoughts drifting on, she asked......"Why did God create wasps?" I immediately caught her drift, a friend of hers having been stung a few days before. I replied: "We mustn't just judge why something exists based only on our own likes and dislikes. You may not like wasps, but there is a purpose for everything created." Anyway, we walked on in silence for a couple of minutes. Yet my daughter must have been thinking, for she then looked up at me and asked....."Why did God create the people of Ethiopia?" I can't exactly remember my exact answer, perhaps I mumbled something about sometimes needing to just seek to help as much as we could. Yet remembering her question always seems to break my heart.

    Anyway, I do think that whatever our Faith, suffering seems to compromise it in some way. This isn't a challenge to anyone in anyway to defend their Faith. The Christian "answer", that God does not remain "aloof and beyond", but in a profound way shares suffering with us and in us..................seems to me as real as any.

    He doth give his joy to all.
    He becomes an infant small.
    He becomes a man of woe
    He doth feel the sorrow too.

    Think not thou canst sigh a sigh,
    And thy maker is not by.
    Think not thou canst weep a tear,
    And thy maker is not near.

    O! he gives to us his joy,
    That our grief he may destroy.
    Till out grief is fled and gone
    He doth sit by us and moan.
    (Blake, excerpt from "On Another's Sorrow")

    So, no "challenge" to defend, but more a call to reflect and deepen.............whatever our path and faith.

    To finish, the poem "H'm" by R.S.Thomas......

    and one said
    speak to us of love
    and the preacher opened
    his mouth and the word God
    fell out so they tried
    again speak to us
    of God then but the preacher
    was silent reaching
    his arms out but the little
    children the ones with
    big bellies and bow
    legs that were like
    a razor shell
    were too weak to come
  2. Francis king

    Francis king New Member

    Nov 1, 2006
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    k... and on a lighter note...

    ...during the time of LiveAid I was a small child at junior school... we were being encouraged to give money, do sponsored events, generate sponsorship for all those wee babies in africa that were dying because they didnt have any food, and in my own home we had no xmas dinner that year, or any presents, as my father had spent all the money on drink...

    ..me and my brother forged the sponsorship sheets and kept the money and bought sweets...

    "... The Lord helps those who help themselves..."
  3. Tao_Equus

    Tao_Equus Interfaith Forums

    Oct 20, 2005
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    Thats a brave thing to admit. I had a freind who used to do the same, not just with live aid, he always had a scam on the go. That was back in the late 70's when it was acceptable to trawl the housing schemes knocking on strangers doors asking to be sponsored. Not suprisingly he was the meanest, tightest one of my friends and subsequently has become the wealthiest. He did not have your 'cause' to start that however, he wanted for nothing at home.
  4. Francis king

    Francis king New Member

    Nov 1, 2006
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    funny ole world..

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