vaguely religious ramblings and Wikipedia
May. 18th, 2005 01:19 amI was reading up on Unitarian Universalism today, and whle it was of course interesting and largely made me proud, for some reason reading about it made me very sad, as well. I don't know why. Maybe it's because it seems like such a wonderful thing. It's hard to believe that there can be such wonderful things in our world sometimes. Not that I think UUism is perfect -- of course not. We have our uglinesses and pettinesses and blind spots (polyamory, anyone?) just like everyone. But still...
Maybe it's the fact that even though it seems like a good thing, it's so small. And so many people don't know or don't care about it. I by now assume that should I ever tell someone "I'm Unitarian Universalist" I'll receive a blank stare or a "What's that?" in response.
For a while I wondered why everyone wasn't UU. I thought everyone should be. I realize now that it's not for everyone, as good a thing as it is, and it couldn't be for everyone, no matter how hard it tries. I came to realize that tolerance means tolerance of everyone, even the people who can never be tolerant themselves. And maybe that's why I'm sad.
...Or maybe it's because so many of my spiritual antecedents got burned at the stake for preaching tolerance. Or nailed to crosses, or whatever.
...Nah, couldn't be.
[edit] Oh yeah, I'm 21 tonight. If it weren't 1:30 AM, I might take the opportunity to go out and get ragingly drunk.
Maybe it's the fact that even though it seems like a good thing, it's so small. And so many people don't know or don't care about it. I by now assume that should I ever tell someone "I'm Unitarian Universalist" I'll receive a blank stare or a "What's that?" in response.
For a while I wondered why everyone wasn't UU. I thought everyone should be. I realize now that it's not for everyone, as good a thing as it is, and it couldn't be for everyone, no matter how hard it tries. I came to realize that tolerance means tolerance of everyone, even the people who can never be tolerant themselves. And maybe that's why I'm sad.
...Or maybe it's because so many of my spiritual antecedents got burned at the stake for preaching tolerance. Or nailed to crosses, or whatever.
...Nah, couldn't be.
[edit] Oh yeah, I'm 21 tonight. If it weren't 1:30 AM, I might take the opportunity to go out and get ragingly drunk.