In false religion, everything is about what God does, what God wants, what God thinks, what God condemns and what God commands. This is surely a lowly way of conceptualizing - and having faith in - the Divine. At the end of the day, false religion has not really so much to do about what man does, being merely the pawn of a mighty scheme. As long as you circumcise, follow some basic rituals, call yourself a good Muslim, a good Jew or Christian, bathe correctly, dress correctly and is cautious with certain foodstuffs, you should be "okay". This is culture - not religion. Surely it is religious culture, but it is not personal religion. It is not Religion. The way I see it, culture rests upon religion; not only as some cyst or some malign overgrowth, no, but rather as a moss of the ages sleeping on the bedrock beneath; a high and green grass coming out of it, or a meadow of both beautiful and ugly flowers sprawling from the soil primordial... often somewhat symbiotic this relationship has been, but far from always (especially Muslim societies as a general and some bygone eras of Christendom - as well as contemporary American perversions of Christianity - comes to thought). In direct words, God does not care about the details. As an example, it is feasible to say that the Books of Levicitus and [...] are penned by human hands. How, when and where you eat supper or go about your personal hygiene is not a concern from the perspective of Heaven - and this is my frank and well-grounded belief.
If I was friendly with you I would encourage you to seek for the God within. But I am not, so instead I scream: stop the petty bullshit! You are making politics and tribalism out of it... God never command these trivial and materialistic pursuits... - you do. Your family does. Your culture and your community does... and sometimes even the state will meddle with it (historically mostly, but it continues with ravenous persistence to this very day - especially, again, in Muslim societies).
Personally, I do not think God is a fan of circumcision and grossed out by menstruation. These are human cultural projections, completely irreligious in core and essence. God is not human and therefore not of human nature. Thus, any attempt or impulse of psychologizing God is truly a mistake and theologically it is an extremly costly one. This false religion is anthropo-psychologizing God; or, in any case, it attempts it. True religion however, in contrast, obscures God, mystifies Him, cloaks Him in metaphor, shrouds him in poem and art, weeps for his return in revelation.
God is there, absolutely He is, with His eye omnipresent, ever seeking, ever staring into, and through, the heart of man! And in there God sets up His court; our actions, our words, our strife and our character becoming subject of trial and Divine acumen. But understand that it happens not in some human way... for metaphor and poetry is the language of God on earth. God does not answer, and He is not to be directly spoken to. God has no personality, no self-awareness, no agency in the material world! Only we do. God is something else altogether. God is ever-quiet, merely being there. Silent, yes, but indeed there, and for the honest pilgrim of the soul to discover - to harness power from; to float into; to get possessed by and without rope nor torch fall into!
Yes! in false religion, everything is about what God does, what God wants, what God thinks, what God condemns and what God commands... but the true, personal religion is rather all about what you do. You can not be religious without going through yourself upward. The true religion benights the wisdoms it hold, because they are ever-benighted, not because of some conscious and confusing obscurantism but because we are simply not equipped to directly deal with it.
De profundis clamavi ad te, Domine! Faith must connect through our hearts, because that is our route, our portal, our passage and our gateway - our only one. The false ones try to persuade themselves that they carry out the Work of the Lord by merely showing up; by merely identifying; by merely dressing right, eating right, and by merely proclaiming her belonging - not for reasons of personal spirituality, of course, but for reasons of community and the perceived purpose it spawns - for what human being can honestly rise above the quicksand of being one... of the many? I do not exactly blame them, scathe them, cast spells of fire on them for it; I understand them. But I sincerely can not respect it. I am human myself, and God knows I am a weak and puny dog or a rat, but not even I have the audacity to call such behavior religion! For I consider it a mockery of whatever is Holy.
Yes. Rather, what is a concern is to which extent you war for Him, with Him, by Him. But remember: warring for Him is always warring for yourself. But this is not some egoist philosophy or some blasphemous mockery of the Glory of God, no. We are just not capable, I think, of worshipping God in any other way. But if you take battle for Him, honestly and with courageous, transcendental love, you become part of Him. For example, a prayer is never thought or uttered with the intent of making God, as some external being out there, happy; rather, it is thought or uttered with the aim of transforming whomever prays. That is the mysterious tribology between Man & God. He will live through you. Let the Spirit in and you dictate your future. You are not under Him then, but with Him. Do not surrender, do not capitulate, do not submit - but worship! Worship, adore, adulate, kiss the feet of His saints in reverence! But don't neglect and get fervous with the boils of bravado! For the bow is yours, the arrow is yours, the hands are yours, that is true... but that momentary flash of the briefest second when the arrow hits and drills the flesh of its prey or enemy - then God is; not you.
Who knows what God really is. But we can all, I think, agree that God does not possess a human psychology. But God may leave its wounds in the psychology of humans and affect it, claw at it, challenge it. Because God for the human, at least in great part, is the transcendental will and power with which we describe the most amazing feats of our fellow men and women; by which we are vulning our values to the great fire in the sky; to which we erect our temples and give our glory with love, zeal and art, and in the embrace of which we dare say: I believe in miracles! - for what is not a greater miracle than that of a human being writing life with blackest ink the poetics of love, God and conquest?
And what is a greater virtue than living life with fortitude, righteousness and grace in the burning face of the mighty and terrible Accuser himself?
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