Fearsome Beard …a place for beards to contemplate and to grow their souls.
It’s been a while and it’s due time Fearsome did just that.
Every human has their own personal right to have, or have not, a relationship with a power, an essence, a universe, an energy or a god of their own choosing. Common human decency, at least my common human decency, allows one to respect all others in their choices surrounding such personal matters.
I call the power of my choosing god. God is a simple word, or acronym if you will, that stands for good orderly direction, or group of drunks, or is simply dog spelled backward. My god is love. Period. Love. (My dogs are love too, what a coincidence.)
How do I treat my brother? Do I show love? Do I respect? Do I even acknowledge?
Is my god dead?
How about you? Is your god, or something like it, dead?
The New York Times article under the highlighted word “HERE” below is worth the read whether you have, or have not, a source energy outside of yourself. The article is about being human. Being a good human.
Click HERE to go to said article and contemplate on a deeper level.
I’m not perfect. I will never be perfect. I can strive to be better. I can strive to remember to love, to remember to respect, to remember to share. I can try, and try to try daily. I can love.