Religion is what we do, not what we believe. What might that statement mean? Do we believe it is true? If so, how does do we demonstrate it in our lives?
Rabbi Harold Kushner said the answers lie in how we deal with one another within and as distinct parts of our community. If our religion is what we do, how is it expressed in how we interact with one another?
What about those who do not believe? Are their lives less happy and fulfilled than ours? Are they (or do we think they are) less moral, kind and giving than we are?
Rev. Linda Brinkworth read us a poem that illustrates how some of us may miss the mark when it comes to “doing” our religion. Below are a few verses:
I was hungry and you formed humanities groups to discuss my hunger.
I was sick and you knelt and thanked God for your health.
I was lonely and you left me alone to pray for me.
You seem so holy, so close to God. But I am still hungry, and lonely and cold.
(Cited by James Cone in “The Pastor As Servant)
Written by: Marie Price
