“The Supreme Court on Wednesday considered whether a church has the right to stage anti-gay protests at U.S. military funerals to promote its claim that God is angry at America for tolerance toward homosexuals.”
…why?
…go to the NASA photos web site …check out the billions of galaxies, solar systems …and other planets that various space probes are finding in their space journey for the past decade …and this very minute.
…all those billions of planets are gifts from God …for the inhabitants to do with as they will …some evolve …and some blow themselves up …and or corrupt, rot, and die.
God isn’t mad at anyone. God taught me this in my small garden. Like God plants planets, solar systems, galaxies… I plant seeds in the mini cosmos of my yard garden and flower beds… some take root and they take advantage of the nutrients I’ve provided them and they grow and evolve into a beautiful living being with a soul… for my pleasure… and nutrition… and when I eat them… they become part of me… thus they evolve some more… and some rot and die… and some are runts and don’t realize their potentials… and they all eventually die… and Mother Earth, Gaia, absorbs their souls and next season they reincarnate as another plant when their soul enters the baby… as it sprouts its first leaf above ground… and is born.
…I am a watchful Lord of the Garden …I hear their prayers …’oh, help us… snails are eating us!’ …and then I am a vengeful Lord of the Garden …and I snatch the snail from a stalk and cast him over the fence into the dark outer regions of the park next door where he will probably be eaten by the Crows who hang out there …and I spread poison pellets here and there for the snails to slide across and die.
…one day, while weeding and unconditionally loving them all …I noticed an unusual thing …one of the plants chose to be a hermaphrodite …it had both flowering buds and on another stalk male pollen sacks …it was both male and female …bisexual? …homosexual? …whatever, it was born that way!
I wasn’t angry at the little plant… I gently pulled up some small Dandelion sprouts nearby… and I thought… ‘…this will be interesting to watch as it grows…’
Then I sat in my garden chair and sipped at my coffee… and marveled at the unique beauty of each and every plant …I felt no anger …I never feel anger in the sanctuary of my garden …and then a quiet voice within my chest spoke to me ‘…there …you see …that’s how it is…’
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