American Thinker | by Robin of Berkeley | Dec. 28, 2009
I have been looking for God my whole life. I first recognized Him in the black foster parents I worked with who manifested Christ-consciousness.
I then found him four years ago, when my parents died three weeks apart and I was carried by a force stronger than myself. And more recently, as I’ve gone from left to right, I have discovered him in the many conservatives guiding me, such as AT readers.
Given my spiritual longing, I decided it was time to explore places of worship. Being a secular Jew, my first step should have been a temple. However, the synagogues around here are practically recruitment stations for Obama (aside from the Orthodox ones, but I don’t speak a word of Hebrew). So I decided to experience church on Christmas Eve.
Checking out churches online, I found almost none that offered political neutrality. Most heralded their progressive credentials, welcoming the transgendered, but not conservatives.
I was pleased to find an Episcopal church whose website focused on religion, not ObamaCare. I left a message for the priest that I was looking for a church that didn’t press a political agenda because I wasn’t a liberal.
I received an icy reply from the priest, the Reverend Lucy, who said with barely-contained disgust, “I don’t think you should check us out.”
Her response left me shaken and angry. I understand that leftists despise conservatives. I have seen that creepy look of pure hatred when I naïvely told a leftist friend about my political conversion.
But an Episcopal priest rejecting me during the holiest time of year? Isn’t anything or anyone sacred?
In shunning me, the Reverend Lucy exposed not only her own hypocrisy, but the duplicity of the left itself. She unveiled the left’s dirty little secret — that their doctrines are as bogus as global warming.
I used to believe it all. But when I removed one piece — that the left protects women — the whole house of cards came tumbling down.
Obama and his friends preach tolerance, but there is bigotry at their group’s core. As displayed by the Reverend Lucy, this is a spiritually vacuous ideology. While they fashion themselves as human saviors, they clearly don’t like people very much, and they despise conservatives.
Why do they hate us, even during the season to be merry? I think it’s because we see right through their elaborate disguises.
We know who they are — the Audacity of Obama. Dreams from his Marxist Father. Before us, the Emperor has no clothes. Even the left’s priests are no true servants of God.
The left can easily dupe the masses who are still congratulating themselves for electing a biracial president. Obama sneers, glares, and gestures dismissively. He castigates Sgt. Crowley for supposed racism, pals around with dictators, and chuckles while millions are out of work.
Yet half the country is convinced that he’s the nicest guy around.
There’s a resonant story about Suzuki Roshi, the beloved 60s-era Zen master. A visiting teacher asked Suzuki Roshi whether his students had mastered a particular Buddhist scripture. Suzuki responded that he didn’t know.
Aghast, the visitor demanded, “Then how do you evaluate the students’ progress?”
Suzuki answered quietly, “I observe how they treat each other.”
To know everything about the “progressives,” just observe how people have been treating each other since Obama came on the scene. For one, the misogyny has been despicable.
Then there’s the surge of attacks on law enforcement, from the murders of police officers in Seattle and Oakland to the slaughter of soldiers at Ft. Hood. Obama is sending out a “question authority” vibe — everyone’s authority, that is, except his.
In the Berkeley area, there appears to be a skyrocketing of black-on-white crimes. I’m hearing stories from clients of even more brazen street crimes and harassment.
I’ve written about two horrendous crimes at local schools the last few months: the gang-rape and beating of a teenage girl at Richmond High School and the stoning of a middle-school teacher during her class.
Just two weeks ago, there was another horrific assault at the same middle school: a fourteen-year-old boy raped a twelve-year-old girl during the school day. While the politically correct media refuses to tell, the word on the street is that these recent crimes have been racially motivated.
We are a country in rapid decline — another red flag that leftist ideology is destructive. Not only is the value of the dollar sinking, but our moral fiber is unraveling before our eyes.
Gandhi taught that a civilization’s greatness can be measured by how it treats its weakest citizens. So how are society’s most vulnerable doing?
Medical care may be withheld from the elderly, children are being sexualized and “queered” in public schools, and conservative women are subject to degradation and rape threats.
Another measure of a nation: whether political opponents can speak freely. In Obama’s America, prepare to be labeled a racist should you question “The Man.” Find yourself ostracized by liberal friends, colleagues, and even churches should you not pass the political litmus test.
No wonder the left doesn’t want us anywhere near their bully pulpits. We can see right through their media-orchestrated charade.
I decided to confront the Reverend Lucy about her un-Christian behavior and challenge her to do better. I e-mailed her the following:
I inquired about whether I would feel comfortable at your church because I am not politically liberal. You left me a message with barely contained hostility. You stated, “I don’t think you should check us out.”
The fact that you responded to me in such an uncharitable manner makes me terribly sad. Has politics divided people so much that even a minister will treat someone unkindly for having a different political ideology?
In this holiest of seasons, I wish for you a change of heart, an opening of the heart, to those who come to your door. Because when someone makes a phone call to you — which isn’t easy — they are in need of God. Don’t you, as a minister, have a sacred duty to respond with God’s infinite love and mercy?
With the blessings of the season,
No, she didn’t write back.
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