I suppose like the rest of the world religion has been on my mind a lot lately. Oh, I’m a pretty good historian and well aware of the role religion had played in historical and modern era conquest. In the name of God millions of precious souls have been tortured, maimed and killed, and it is still going on today.
The way I look at it, God must have known with the free will, limited intelligence and lack of empathy he created us with that we would never be able to comprehend his magnificent love, so he only gave us ten rules to follow.
In our selfishness and arrogance we have ignored his rules, and proclaimed ourselves his equal or better. Loving Fellow that He is, He never gave up on us. That is why thousands of years later, He sent his only son to save us moral failures from an eternity in hell–which by the looks of things we richly deserve. Jesus condensed all of his father’s rules down to just one golden rule. “Love thy neighbor as thyself.”
I was raised in a Christian family. I attended Sunday School beginning at age three. Our preschool class was taught by two “Church Ladies” Mrs. Sandry and Mrs. Bengston.
Our class would start each lesson with songs. The first two Christian songs I was taught were, “Jesus Loves Me” and “Jesus Loves the Little Children.” The third song we were taught was, “This Little Light of Mine, I Am Going To Let It Shine.”
The Swede Grove Township church ladies were tough gals. I was taught these songs by women, who had survived two world wars, the great depression, Korean War, polio and flu epidemics and many personal and community tragedies. Till their dying day, I don’t think they ever saw a plastic bag they didn’t reuse or a scrap of cloth that couldn’t be re-purposed. They risked their own lives to care for sick family and neighbors, financed the less fortunate out of their own pockets and shared whatever food stores were available.
Several of the ideological political movements today in our nation and world have nothing to do with religion or social justice. Oh, they might claim they do, but God is a God of Love and personal responsibility. He was quite serious about the Thou shall not kill or bear false witness rules he gave to Moses. If you don’t keep God’s commandments you are not his follower, regardless of the religion. He very clearly tells us that if we have faith, we will perform works. We are told that we will be known by our works. Actions speak louder than words.
Our world is a violent unjust mess, because we did not listen, learn and follow those ten rules of God and we have pretty much ignored his Son’s simplified golden rule. We should have followed the example of those old church ladies and taught our children to respect and obey God’s ten rules.
The recipe for what ails us can be found in those ten rules and is powerfully expressed in the words of a child’s simple song:
“Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world, red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight, Jesus loves the little children of the world.”
It is cold and flu season here in Minnesota. Here is a recipe for an old-fashioned cold remedy. Hot mustard poultices were used to warm up the chest and relieve congestion due to colds. I hope you all stay safe and healthy this Holiday Season!
Cold Remedy Recipe: A Hot Mustard Poultice
4 cups of flour
1 Tablespoon dry mustard
1 teaspoon sugar
½ teaspoon oil
Luke warm water added carefully until you have a thick paste.
Spread the mustard paste onto a cloth. The cloth should be the thickness of a linen dish towel. Fold the cloth so that the paste is on the inside, away from the skin.
The folded cloth should be the same size as the chest. Lay flat with cloth on chest for 15-20 minutes.
The poultice will heat up, if the skin starts to tingle remove as it can get too hot.