I meander ALOT....my head n heart seem so full that I could burst....been that way since childhood.

Wish I COULD just see ONE side...MY SIDE ...BUT there are just SO many facets to everything and everyone that I cannot fathom how someone KNOWS they are RIGHT.

Like people who talk as if THEY KNOW what Jesus would say…and as if they believe Jesus is American.

HOW can one think that?

America is America.  I am lucky to have been born in America. 

Jesus is Jesus.  I am blessed to have been introduced to Him.

But, to me, these are two very separate things.

As an American, I understand the struggle over the Constitution as well as the debate over what MEN 200 years ago meant.

As a Christian, I understand the struggle over the Bible and the debate over what MEN 2000 years ago wrote.

What I do NOT understand is attempting to merge the two as if they are one and the same.

Seems IF we really want to blend the two that there is much work to be done.

Clearly, many patriots hold firm to the words 'in God we trust'...I can live with that…actually, I DO try to live by that.

But IF we are going to live by the words ‘In God we trust” then shouldn’t we
 ‘TRUST in God's words’?

God said LOTS of stuff.

"Thou shalt not kill."

Hard to trust God's words THAT much!?!

Now, for the multitude who disagree, take a deep breath.  I ‘get’ it.  I KNOW that I am the oddball here....and I remind you that this is MEandering so you can take MEandering or leave MEandering.

ABSOLUTELY.

 I write not to be right…. I wish I KNEW what is RIGHT....I write to be faithful to the 

God nudges I feel...because that is right for ME.

In the book I just finished, Jan Karon used a great line that I paraphrase:

 ITS LIKE POKING A STICK IN GOD'S EYE.

In the movie, Selma, there is a riveting scene where MLK tells the grandfather of a young black man who had just been killed in what was meant to be a non-violent demonstration that

 “God was the first one to cry.”

Both of those images resonate with me powerfully. 

Poke a stick in an eye enough times and nothing but tears will come.

I am sorry, God, for the poking and poking and poking we children did in YOUR name ....

....and continue to do in YOUR name.

I am certain that You are the first to cry.

I just don't know when it will end.

I am so so sorry.