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Monday, September 28, 2009

Is it a tradition for you to trim your butt?

There is a story that I read somewhere that goes something like this:

A woman is teaching her daughter how to make a roast. She gets out the roast and proceeds to slice the end off of it and throw it out. The daughter asks her mother why she threw part of the meat away. Her mom told her that was what you were supposed to do. The daughter asked why again. The mom said that she did not know, that she did it because HER mom did that. They then called the grandmother and asked her the reason. She said that she did it because HER mom always did that when she was making a roast. They then called the great-grandmother and asked her why she always cut the end off of her roasts before cooking them. The grandmother's response? 'Because my pan was too small.'

At church recently, we were discussing about what do we do because of tradition and what do we do because it is what God wants us to do. I believe so many of us have developed not only our sense of right and wrong, but our entire belief system on what we learned from our parents.

While this is okay for small children, as one matures, we need to learn to think for ourselves. With this growth, we also need to learn WHY we think what we think and to be able to defend and support it. I believe that any religion out there has the goal of reaching out to others to try to teach them about God/Jesus/Allah/Buddha, etc. I cannot think of any religion off hand that encourages people to completely avoid others and to not ever try to spread the word. In order to successfully do this, you must have some ammunition. You must have some ready answers and to be able to support your words.

If someone asks you what religion you are, you can give a simple answer. What, if after that, they ask what your religion believes in? That answer, while a little more in depth, would not be too difficult. Then, what if they ask you WHY you believe that? Could you answer that? How would you answer that?

We talked about visiting other churches with your friends. I think it helps you to start asking questions when you are exposed to other beliefs. It makes you see that there are different sets of beliefs out there, and while we may never know this side of heaven which religion is the closest to being right, it will help you make an informed decision if you actively search for info.

Hopefully no one picks a religion because it seems easier than others. It is not supposed to be easy. I mean, Adam and Eve were the only people in the world at one point and they only had 1 rule. They had an intimate relationship with God and they blew it, so we cannot expect to not fail.

I hope that the girls that I teach on Sunday's will at some point question their beliefs. I hope that when it happens, their parents realize what a sign of maturity it is and will allow them to make this journey. I also hope that they understand that all differences may not be salvation issues. Some differences are due to different core beliefs and other are just matters of preference or tradition. That is something I hope these young ladies, and everyone else as well, realize as they spiritually mature. I also hope that they realize that people can agree to disagree and still respect each other's beliefs.

If you are still reading, I really appreciate you listening to your ramblings. I would love any feedback any of you may have, positive or negative. My only request is that no one bashes any one else's comments.

So, do you "trim your butt" because your pan is too small, or because that is how you're parents did it? (In other words, do you believe what you believe because you looked for the answers, or because you followed what your parent's did?)

Thank you for reading!

Come back and visit again.

I do hope to get a more "fun" entry up soon.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

When I used to teach at a Catholic school, we took the middle school students on fieled trips to both a Buddhist temple and a Jewish synagogue. I recall that some parents were furious because their children came home and started asking questions about their own faith. None of the students, who are now adults, have (to my knowledge) switched to either Buddhism or Judaism; the experience just made them want to know and internalize more about the religion in which they were being raised. If anything, the field trips resulted in strengthened awareness and understanding of their own belief system. (This was our intended purpose behind the field trips!) I, therefore, agree whole-heartedly that we should investigate and try to understand the precepts and peculiarities of others' belief systems. Tolerence goes a long way in keeping a peaceful planet. Tradition is so often followed blindly; we do need to ask the occassional question, especially when the tradition does not make perfect sense--as in the tradition of trimming one's butt.JRF

Pam D said...

I grew up in a church that basically preached that "our way is the only way, and we're the only ones going to Heaven". Somehow, what I read in the New Testament didn't completely line up with that line of thought, and I grew cynical and left ALL religion behind. When I felt the pull to come back, I felt boxed in, because all that I knew was what I grew up with. I was afraid to even reach out or look around for something that followed Biblical principals and yet really seemed to "get" Paul's teachings about the old law vs. the new law. When I finally was able to look for myself, and to overcome the guilt laid on me by parents and old church, I truly opened my heart to Christ; He became MY Savior, and not just a family tradition. I finally saved my butt.... or rather, HE finally saved it! Amen to your post, friend... :<)

Anonymous said...

I like this post

Nikki

Sue G said...

At one church I attended for a while, they taught us about breaking generational curses...beliefs that held us back or went against Biblical truth. I guess there is a fine line between family traditions and generational curses.

Being Jewish, my choice to accept Jesus came surprisingly easy to me. My heart always believed in a loving and accepting God, even though the punitive God in the OT was very real to me as well. I just always felt He wanted a stronger relationship with us, so Christ made sense to me.

However, I was totally unprepared for what accepting Christ would do to my head! I think I spent at least 25 years trying to "understand" what I already knew in my heart. Finally, I had to just shut my head up and go with my heart. Of course, it was then that true understanding was revealed. I guess when we stop fighting our heart with logical analysis, wisdom is free to be exposed.

Today, I'm just a Jew who no longer waits. He is here. And I am alive in Him.

Thanks for such a thought-provoking and real--very real--post. I guess I can't complain that so much time elapses between new posts...because when you do blog, it is certainly worth waiting for.

Unknown said...

So nice to hear from you again! And I loved the "story of the butt." You write so well and express so clearly the truth we need to know.

Thanks for sharing your heart and your words.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for this. Now I know what went wrong in my life, my Mother never trimmed her butt.Just had to add a little humor.
There are so many aspects in life which requir our questioned as to weather we should believe. M

Lydia Medeiros said...

I agree. Its good to ask questions. If God is who He says He is, our questions aren't going to knock Him off the throne. If anything, its a comfort knowing there is someone on the other side of the question willing to take them on. And possibly answer. Even if only in part.
When I was in high school, I told my mom I didn't want to go to church anymore because I didn't know if I believed Jesus was God for real or just something I always had to believe because thats how I was raised. She said "Okay, that's fine. Just promise me you will actively seek out the Truth. Whatever it is, you will go searching for it until you find it."
And I did. And my faith is my own. Sure, its rocky--Life throws you punches, God throws punches and people just plain wail on you--but at least it is there and it is real and it is tangible. I thank God for that kind of faith. Not blind faith. True faith. "the righteous live by faith." (Hab. 2:4, Gal. 3:11, Rom. 1:7, Heb. 10:38)