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Tuesday, June 14, 2005 the millions don't get it, but thank Heavens the Virgin Queen does In the beginning... was the Virgin: I am writing this blog to chronicle the spiritual and political transformations that have happened to me in the past year. I have never felt compelled to share my story until now, perhaps because in the Before Time - in the Long Long Ago - my story was the twisted and cynical one that is so common among the secular youth of America. I lived life for my own purposes, shamelessly pursuing hedonism in all forms and indulging in what I can now see as a near-insane pursuit of violence. My regard for Life and Truth was nonexistent, my attitude towards morality utterly contemptuous. Everything changed for me one day when I was granted - even though I did not deserve it (and none of us ever does!) - the revelation that G-d exists. That His Word lives. Now from the Court of the Virgin Queen, comes more on the epiphany: on peering into the abyss...and seeing death... on turning away from the abyss... and finding God... The moment I found I had to reconsider Jesus was after the major aftershocks of my own conversion had calmed - while the details are too personal for me to tell just anyone, suffice to say that an essential part of it was the epiphany that Moses actually spoke with G-d and that the "story" of receiving the tablets on Mt. Sinai literally happened. For this to suddenly assert itself in the soul of someone whose complete faith in reason and science had previously made religious faith worthy of derision could only be the work of a higher intelligence than mine! To break through the dull flatness of modern cynicism was the single most exhilarating moment of my life. This meant that everything had changed: the Torah was not just a book, it was the living Word, and that meant G-d had revealed himself in a mass revelation to the Jewish people to form the Covenant. Some truths cannot be analysed or measured, they can only be experienced. This is the tragedy of the rationalist, ever gazing into the abyss - or seeking bread and circuses to distract himself from confronting the Dark. |
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