Good Evening, God
On our walk this morning — yes! we are back to walking! — I thought about how we live in silos. Folks who listen to NPR hardly ever listen to FoxNews. Or if you are a member of one religious denomination you are not apt to visit another denomination. Actually, the silos are smaller than that! In our church, my wonderful husband Kit and I were almost the only people who would occasionally change from the 11:00 service to go to the 9:00 service. I even liked going to the 7:00 a.m. service when Kit was off on a race. Golly, God, most folks even sit in the same pew.
How easy it is to fall into a silo. And some silos take on a quasi religious nature. The world outside the silo feels “unclean” — threatening to our “sense of self” . . . our “identity.” Someone once shared that he had been listening to a video and agreeing with all the points — only to feel almost ill when he found out who the speaker had voted for! Heresy!
I am someone who feels comfortable in a variety of silos. Kit and I do have a primary care physician. But, my mother’s father was a Christian Scientist. Somehow I absorbed from him the belief that You, God, want to help us heal. And furthermore that our bodies are designed to heal. Our job is to nourish them with loving and forgiving thoughts, with moderate sunlight, exercise and not too much food. And we are to keep from harming our bodies!
Also, God, my grandfather was perhaps overly proud of coming from a long line of “Free Thinkers!” Maybe that makes it easier for me to step into a variety of silos. But, I have trouble too. As Carl Jung observed “People cannot stand too much reality”.