When I think of the Christian God, I think of David.
David is the old testament version of God. Mighty and Powerful.
When I think of David though, i see a 1 winged angel.
David is a 1 winged angel. He’s not perfect. He’s bruised and battered by life but God is he trying. He’s fucking trying. He’s holding the line between the cosmic battle between good and evil. He’s going to spread the word of God thru his suffering and pain. Through his victories and triumphs.
I remember having 15 minute recess breaks and 3 to 5 minutes of that was spent on prayer before meals.
He silenced anyone who disrupted prayer. Silenced. No one disrupts prayer. If you do, be ready to fight.
I haven’t gone to Church since high school and even then I only went to mass in school.
But last year I had the urge to pray to something or maybe to someone.
Dianne, my wife, was in China for a month getting treatment for her hypothyroidism and in the face of my impotence and powerless to something out of my control..
I saw a blinding white light. I saw the loving forgiveness and face of Jesus. He told me everything was going to be all right.
Was I dreaming? Was it real? Does it matter?
The next day the first person I called was David. I asked him to bring me to Church.
David treated me like Family. He brought me to Church and it just so happened to my birthday.
He didnt know at the time but he showed me the power of the collective meditation.
There is meaning in the words. There is meaning in ritual. It works.
David protected me. He saved my soul in a way. He let me into the brightness of friendship and community.
David was also my first “cool friend”. I remember when we were 13 he asked if he could bring me into his friend group.
David was the cool kid I looked up to. He let me into his flock. He always made sure I was included growing up.
David will always be there for you. He will protect the people he loves with all his power, might and love. I learned how to do this from David.
With David you know he will always prioritize his family over anyone even his friends. I respect that. I admire that. I want to be that. I am now that.
The gozalis are an inspiration for what a strong family looks like.
You can never disrespect David’s family. He will go berserk on you. And that’s how it should be.
Old Testament style.
