Throwback Thursday #30 – Religious Influences

Lauren and Maggie share giving us the prompts for Throwback Thursday. This week it Lauren choice for this week’s prompt is: The impact of religion.

Lauren says “Religion (faith) is very important to many people. Even the decision to not follow a religion has an impact on our lives. It is rare for two people to have the exact same belief of the origins of religion. Religion (faith) often provides a cultural identity as well as a system of values and ethics. The choice to follow a religion (faith)  can offer a community of like mined people as well as a division between others who are not of your faith.”

Did your family attend services together?

I was bought up Roman Catholic, with an Irish father and English protestant convert to Catholism Mother. We all went to Confession on Saturdays and church on Sunday.
Did you attend weekly, more than once a week, only on specific holidays, or some other designated time frame?

We all went to church twice a week and also every Church holiday, Easter, Christmas and saints days.
Was everyone of the same thought as to what faith to follow?

In our house yes indeed.
Did you have friends specifically from church/synagogue/ temple/ mosque, etc.?

No not really except when I was in the choir but more acquaintances than friends.
Did your family practice religious ceremonies at home?

Not really but we would eat special foods on special days and fast on others
If you chose to depart from what your family believed (and feel like sharing) why did you do so?

I did I am no longer a Catholic, my hubby and I are both agnostic but hope we are good Christians. I dispair at some of the dreadful things done in the name of religion and church. I believe I am agnostic much more because of my experiences at school , a convent taught by Nuns. My parents and siblings were and are wonderful Christians as well as Catholics. I am hope I am a good Christian.

God Blesd everyone 💚☘️🍀💜🇺🇦🇬🇧

If We Were Having Coffee – Feb.01/2015: GUEST POST

Mosques and Toast

Paul your Barista

Paul your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul, I’ll be your barista today and I’m happy to be here once again. Please come in and make yourself comfortable. Willow has plumped the cushions and started a cozy fire so we can warm yourselves while we have a cuppa and chat. As usual, I’d be pleased to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership. Also available is a large selection of spirits for addition to your cuppa or in its place. We can relax while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

Well, it has been cold and snowy here this week and is currently -24 Celsius (about -16 F) as I write this. I am looking forward to joining with you in Willow’s cozy living room by a warm and cheery fire.

As a short update on the Islamic extremist issue, some push back is being felt here in Canada. According to the Globe and Mail, Canada’s national newspaper, a particularly violent imam in Montreal is planning to build an Islamic community center. But “The Islamic community centre that controversial imam Hamza Chaoui had hoped to open in east Montreal will not see the light of day, local officials said.” http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/national/montreal-wont-grant-imam-permit-to-open- islamic-community-centre/article22734064/ The city went on to elaborate: “Montreal Mayor Denis Coderre backed Menard’s decision, saying it was an issue of public order and safety, and not freedom of expression.” This statement has solidified the Canadian belief that Freedom of Expression is not inalienable – that in fact other concerns come first, like public order and safety. To me this is an inevitable result of extremism that is taught in some mosques by some imams. The issue here, of course, is that now we are legislating religions and what they can say and where they can say it – a form of censure. Religion and politics have always had an uneasy relationship as both seek to capture people’s hearts and be their source of power. And, as the Bible itself says: “No man can have two masters.” The extremists have crossed the line and forced politicians to takeaction to maintain order. This will have serious repercussions but I do not see any meansof avoiding the coming conflict.

So, how about a refill of your drink? And would you like a sweet too – we have cake, cupcakes, biscuits, brownies, and beaver tails (a recent Canadian addition of fried dough with a sugar coating and a fruit or chocolate filling – yum!).

Well now, time for a little levity. A small company in Vermont, US, called Vermont Novelty Toaster, has perfected the ‘Selfie toaster’. For the reasonable price of $64 USD you can send a picture of yourself and receive a toaster that imprints your picture on every slice of \bread you toast. Also available are Jesus, Virgin Mary, Buddha (thank God no Mohammed) and others. The pictures are generated by stainless inserts that slide into a specially designed toaster and which can be interchanged. So, you can have a selfie one day, Jesus another and then a peace sign the following day – it’s all up you. The company can be found at http://www.burntimpressions.com/ . Or if you have a teen who is into Buddhism, you can give her toast with Buddha smiling up at her and you can have your Jesus toast. Hopefully they will not make this available to Muslims.

The possibilities are limitless – if you can take a picture of it, they can put it on toast… That’s about all we have room for this week, so it’s time to settle in with another cuppa and watch the fire. Sweets anyone? Please join me in thanking Willow for her invitation to tea. We are all honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Willow is over there serving her guests and chatting it up. Let’s go see how she is today. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you back here for tea again next week.

 

Blood on your hands.

Hot wet and sticky I ooze through your fingers

You cannot completely erase me  I am the stain that lingers.

I lay at your feet glaring up at you screaming, screaming

No amount of your tears can cleanse me no more can I be gleaming, gleaming.

 

I am your guilt  your broken pride

I am the the wrongs you cannot hide.

I am there and I will not go

I an more guilt that you will ever want to know.

 

I am red, as the setting sun, I am as black as the deepest hole

I am your festering guilt, the tightening of a thousand needles in your soul.

I am your crusade, your jihad your ‘Holy War?’

I am the lurking danger far worse than you foresaw.

 

Blood on stones, blood on the walls blood of the innocents who do no harm

Blood on races blood on their souls, blood on their heads to some  a balm.

Blood in your ears blood in your eyes  blood in your living rooms on TV screens.

Blood of  the old and of  the young , the child, the pregnant mum cover your ears to their screams.

 

Hot wet and sticky I ooze through your fingers

You cannot completely erase me  I am the stain that lingers.

I lay at your feet glaring up at you screaming, screaming

No amount of your tears can cleanse me no more can I be gleaming, gleaming.

Ring a Ring a Roses

Ring a ring a roses a pocket full of posies tisshu, tisshu we all fall down.

Where are the grown ups where are they today?

Away shooting each other leaving the little ones to play.

Where is your Mummy, where is your Dad?

They are not here, and that makes us feel sad.

 

Why do you crouch down like that, near the floor.

We are dodging the bullets and rockets when we hear them roar.

Is this shocking is this wrong

Surely this is something we should not allow to go on.

 

We speak from the warmth and safety of our home

But ducking and hiding from war is all these children have known.

 

Where are all the grown ups where are they today.

Ring a ring a roses a pocket full of posies tisshu, tisshu we all fall down.

Mummy is at work and Daddy is at war, far far away.

Why are you so wet has it rained today,

We have been playing with the hose pipe. Have you water spare to play,

There are children dying of thirst in the  world today.

Is this shocking is this wrong,

 

Surely this is something we should not allow to go on.

Are these children happy what will they say

When they get home will Mummy still be happy will Daddy still be away.

Ring a ring a roses and pocket full of posies tisshu, tisshu we all fall down.

Where are all the grown ups where are they today.

Sadly they are all connected fighting  each other in wars today.

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I wrote  this twist on Ring a Ring a Roses  on 14/November/ 2011.

The original nursery rhyme is about  people who died of  the plague    or  not depending on your point of view.

I saw my version as a tale to show  the contrast  between  children  who  live  in a war zone  and those

who  live in, what  to  the children from the war zone  would  see as a charmed  life

I then  decided  to link  their fathers  as  the  protagonist  in the wars raging  around  the world.

World  leaders  and religious leaders  send  their  men and women  off to fight  these unending  wars.

God ( what  ever  you call him/her ) help us all.

I would also  like to direct  you to a post I read on Palestine Rose , I  then saw  the same post  reblogged  on John Coyote’s  blog .

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