I
already wrote a piece about yoga. Hopefully I’ll publish it before
I post this so no one is confused, but I’m going to write this bit
anyway.
I
found a photo of a clipping from a book today that said, “Beloved,
do not take part in any of these components of Satan’s Spiritual
Structure! They are doorways to demonic possession.” What followed
was a list of classic satanic activities such as Astrology, Wicca,
Necromancy, and Marijuana, as well as a few items that might not
normally be on such a list. These included cyberpunk culture,
vegetarianism, heavy metal, Lord of the Rings, and Twilight films.
Let
me start by saying I’m not surprised that these items made it onto
the list. If nothing else, I’m surprised Star Wars isn’t on the
list as well. There is so much in this world that we have reason to
be afraid of. Let’s face it, enough heavy metal can kill a person.
Take lead or mercury for example.
Oh,
Christians. How is it that the same group of people can contain some
of the most caring, grounded, sensible people in the world as well as
some of the rudest, most superstitious nuts in modern times? I don’t know
about you, but I’m pretty sure that I’m not going to go to face
eternal condemnation for failing to share that “like if you love
Jesus, ignore for hell” post.
Well,
I don’t think you really worry about going to hell for not sharing
a facebook post either. Not when you think about it. All those good
luck charms? You might have them hanging around just in case, but you
know they don’t actually mean much. When you hit the cold floor,
all the luck in the world deserts you and means nothing. Then where
can you turn? Suddenly the religion you held to for comfort seems
less feasible than anything else. Suddenly it doesn’t matter if you
follow tribalism, Catholicism, Pastafarianism, Rastafarianism,
Judaism, or vegetarianism.
Here
we are at the end of all things (gratuitous LOTR quote). Where can we
turn? There is evil in this world. There are things that will attack
us and steal our hope. What can we hold onto? There is despair and
brokenness and evil. But there’s also good, Mr. Frodo, and it’s
worth fighting for.
See,
I’m less afraid of bad luck, demons, or unknown things than I am of
what I know exists: depression, illness, heartbreak, loneliness,
failure, or poverty. What’s the point of fearing the unknown?
There’s enough within the known to be afraid of (according to that
one fellow who vanished into the crowd in Beyond the Deepwoods).
As
Mme Ba indicates, why should we strive for the impossible; to achieve
the possible is already a victory. This isn’t to say there isn’t
anything beyond what we can physically see and feel. This isn’t to
say we mustn’t have dreams. This isn’t to say we can’t seek
comfort when we can’t understand what’s going on. It is to say,
though, that we can find hope in the fact that there is One who is
greater than demonic possession. Avoiding Yoga and punk culture can
never guarantee that we’ll be safe. Why are we so afraid?
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