Experiencing the Divine Through Every Day Life By Lisa Ellison
HUU Spiritual Journey’s Service March 27, 2011
Spiritual journeys are often long and winding roads. There are often forks in these roads and blind curves to navigate, but I believe we all possess an internal compass that shows us the way. I grew up in a Lutheran, Catholic, Buddhist family. Needless to say I was offered many different entry points on my spiritual journey; yet, all of these thresholds contained preset roadmaps. Fortunately my parents let me explore and choose my own way as I grew up. I can’t say that everyone was always happy with my choices, but I can say they were always mine to make. I think that people have aha moments in their lives when they hear things that speak to their inner truth. These experiences of truth originate deep in the gut unsullied by rational thought. Sometimes people mistake them for indigestion. But these moments offer important information that can expand our world view and show us something different. However, the messages we receive do not always coincide with what others may expect of us.
I spent a lot of time contemplating these three religious traditions as a young child. I liked the holidays and the sense of ritual I found in my grandmother’s Catholicism even though I wasn’t big on the idea of wearing frilly white dresses. Plus the whole idea of bread into flesh and wine into blood scared the crap out of me. In the beginning Lutheranism meant cookies, juice, and crafts. This was really enticing. I loved glue. But, when I was around seven years old I was told that I had to go to the big church service upstairs. My heart sank. Adult church was long and boring. They did not serve cookies and juice. Most of the time I sat quietly and contemplated the huge wooden cross suspended in the air above the pulpit. I wondered where the wood came from, how strong the wires were, what would happen if I tried to climb it. Wondering about all of the possibilities hidden in that huge cross gave me the patience to sit still while the preacher delivered his sermon. Everyone was very nice at this church, but somehow the practice did not speak to me. I had a real problem with original sin and needing somebody to forgive me for things I hadn’t done. [Read more…]