Well, I had a little fun tonight exploring the subject of self-importance/meaninglessness to others. The only thing that can count for "meaning" in life is the things we choose to love, and how well we love or serve them. yah we can love ourselves or others nearly like us. . . .we can love stuff, or maybe illusions of importance somehow. . . ..but nothing can compare to loving God. . . .
I think included in that "loving God" are sentiments like loving ourselves in some respects, or others. . . . spouse and children, friends, neighbors, community or nation. . . .but all that hinges, for having any sense. . . . upon some higher principle of what is good and evil, and for that we have to go to God. If we make up our own idea, it is just that. . . . . only our own notion, and most likely a lesser notion. Axiomatic with religion in the Christian tradition is the virtue of God, and the sacrifice of Jesus for our sakes.
I think included in that "loving God" are sentiments like loving ourselves in some respects, or others. . . . spouse and children, friends, neighbors, community or nation. . . .but all that hinges, for having any sense. . . . upon some higher principle of what is good and evil, and for that we have to go to God. If we make up our own idea, it is just that. . . . . only our own notion, and most likely a lesser notion. Axiomatic with religion in the Christian tradition is the virtue of God, and the sacrifice of Jesus for our sakes.
