Theological reflections

THEOLOGICAL REFLECTIONS

I think  of the biblical story of Moses, who is exiled from Egypt and comes to a Hebrew village, a mountain side village of great believers In god, and how god speaks to him . He was a non believer, he

Understood his people had a strong belief in their god, but he did not have his own faith. Like my patient her faith was in that of the people around her and caring for her and in her life of giving and receiving but her faith was not in that of religious affairs and god.

The first recorded time that God spoke to Moses is described in Exodus 3:1-6.

Now Moses was keeping the flock of his father-in-law, Jethro, the priest of Midian, and he led his flock to the west side of the wilderness and came to Horeb, the mountain of God. 2 And the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a flame of fire out of the midst of a bush. He looked, and behold, the bush was burning, yet it was not consumed. 3 And Moses said, “I will turn aside to see this great sight, why the bush is not burned.” 4 When the Lord saw that he turned aside to see, God called to him out of the bush, “Moses, Moses!” And he said, “Here I am.” 5 Then he said, “Do not come near; take your sandals off your feet, for the place on which you are standing is holy ground.” 6 And he said, “I am the God of your father, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac

SPIRITUAL AFFAIRS:

Interesting I write affairs and not reflections.

I have great spirituality, I always have, from the time I read Judy Blum “are you there god, its me Margaret. I had a confirmed belief in something more than me, in god being affirmed, in prayer.

Having grown up with a Greek orthodox mother in large churches and having lived in a long island Jewish community I paid respect to both my mothers and fathers religions. My father being Jewish.

I remember when I married, while my father understood my love for Christ and the Gospels as a sort

Of calling through my prayers and poems that he joined me in, that wasn’t til later. I remember when I got married I asked the priest if he could limit the times he spoke Jesus name in my ceremony in order to respect my father standing by my sides religious beliefs,

Well that just didn’t happen and while I forgot the whole incident and felt perfectly at home with the ceremony we had, now thinking back on it I think how ridiculous it all sounds today. And I think of my patient who doesn’t want religious beliefs or have any spoken of to her, and yet loving thy neighbor as thyself or a marriage of great love joining or all the aspects of love and compassion are in god whether we call them that in Jesus” name or by a bedside, he is there.