Guilt this isn’t


Free will. Pre ordained. Fate. Chaos. Random. Planned.

If you could see into the future – just what would you want to see? Your own death? Or a very “long film” of every second between now and your own death? All our futures end in death – we all die.

Why do we need “special powers” to predict that we will die – so just what is the point of “seeing the future”? What is it we really want to know?

And this Good Friday I ponder – did Jesus “know” he was going to die? Because even without hindsight and special powers, the fact that they kept wanting to stone him might be a hint. The fact that he kept out of their way might be a hint.

There are those today who live like that. We call it persecution (from the safe sofa of faith). Some, on their sofas (from words I read), even relish and recommend a bit of persecution. To make it “real” just like it was for Jesus – just like it is meant to be if you really believe (whatever “real” and “mean to be” and “like it was” and “believe” actually mean)!

I know my future. And I have no special powers. Nor am I persecuted. I have no wish to be persecuted. I have no desire to be flogged, spat at, whipped, to bleed, to hurt, to seek out a death of agony and humiliation. None whatsoever.

My future is life and death – my future is love.

Love lives. Always.

And if knowing my future does not then affect my present – what is the point of living (let alone knowing the future)? How is that loving – to be so unaffected by living?

So this Good Friday I do not care whether Jesus knew or not. I do not care what the future may bring my way. I do not care to know whether or not I will be happy. I do not care.

Because I keep hearing “love is not enough – we need rules.” And I listen. And wonder what more of a “rule” is there than Love. Love that regards each as precious. Love that holds each to be equal. Love that acts always on those two lynchpins. How much more “fierce” a rule can one have than that?

Unless we prefer that for others and not ourselves. Unless we need others to do that before we do. Unless we need rules more than we need love.

And this Good Friday I do not care about the detail of creation. I do not care about the correctness of creation. I do not care that scientists dream as much as spiritualists. I do not care who is right and who is wrong.

Because I keep hearing “but what do you believe – who do you believe.” And I listen. And wonder what more of a universal belief is there than Love. Love that regards each as precious. Love that holds each to be equal. Love that acts always on those two lynchpins. How much more “right” a belief/theory can one have than that?

Unless we prefer control more than love. Unless others are not as sacred as we preach. Unless we need to know we are right more than we need love.

This Good Friday I read of what happened to Jesus and I do not care. Just as He did not care.

Because God Soft Hands Jesus and what really went through His/their mind? I will never really know? And would anyone ever agree with me if I could? Is that not why theology (just like science) is so focused on “theories and beliefs” – why alignment with a belief/theory system occupies so much energy – is where it’s all at (and just where are we “at” with all this “proving”)?

Love is not only universal. Love is eternal. Love lives.

So Jesus did (or might not have) know(n) what was going to happen on this day . The scriptures did (or may not have) “foretold” the hammer and nails … But do we really need to cling to all of this minutiae as “evidence”?

Does not that obsession simply justify doing sod all more than “prove” anything? Might it not also mean because the scriptures have not “foretold” that I, PaulFG, will (or will not) do this or that (or indeed anything at all) – then nor do I.

Isn’t that being “unaffected” by living?

Is not living Love Live enough?

As it was for God Soft Hands Jesus – even as He died.

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NB We have had a spate of apologies here in the UK recently. Official institutional scripted “we are sorry(s)” for mistakes made decades ago. The apology not from the ones involved – but from those maybe wishing to “shush” those hurting and still affected – from those maybe wishing to show they really do “care” so vote for us.

That is why this Good Friday I am not apologising for something two thousand years ago. Or are we still to wallow in blame, pointing the finger (even at ourselves), forensically sifting the evidence of guilt?

This Good Friday I am rejoicing in the living Love Live through and over death.

Passion this is.

Guilt this isn’t.

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10 thoughts on “Guilt this isn’t

  1. “We call it persecution (from the safe sofa of faith). Some, on their sofas (from words I read), even relish and recommend a bit of persecution.”

    Aint THAT the truth.

  2. good words to read! Guilt is not what God intended Guilt is a useless emotion right? Love this line: “Love is not only universal. Love is eternal. Love lives.” The only shame that should move us is the shame that comes from knowing what Jesus did for us – and still refusing to accept it and living as if he never died. I heard this in church one time – If you look at the cross, you won’t find Jesus because God did not leave him there – his death was a means to an end and because what God required was accomplished, not one ounce of guilt will add one ounce to what was accomplished. God bless you and your passion!

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