The “judgement of god” is to me a literary construct, thus amenable to a personal application rather to a rhetorical one. In my youth, as a fledgling Baptist preacher, it was sermon fodder, stem-winder material, for an “hell-fire-and-damnation” sermon in which I could hold forth about the impending judgement of God. I put myself in this position because this “judgement of God” was heavily upon myself and one of the most effective ways of dealing with the gut-wrenching exposure of this experience is to attempt to deflect it to other people.
For, from a literary and more personal perspective, this “judgement of God” is when reality sets in and stings us with the realization that, “Uh oh! I’ve been found out!” In that moment we are naked and vulnerable to varying degrees and it is an humbling moment. It is a moment when the ego harnesses all of its resources and almost always it will aim these resources in the form of projection upon someone else. That is the reason that my fragile teen-age identity needed the position of “Baptist preacher.”
Biblical terminology like this “judgement” and even “God” are terms I’m a bit hesitant to use; for the Bible and its terminology are highly suspicious given the history of Christianity and its present day expression. However, now having the ability to de-contextualize the Bible from how it was presented to me in my youth as well as “de-contextualizing” even myself from my youth, I have a deeper appreciation for it as Holy Writ. Yes, I would even deign to describe it as the work of the “Holy Spirit” expressed through ancient humankind and if approached with a degree of humility has value for this present moment.
With this in mind, this “Reality Check” is upon us and “heavily” or “grievously” so. I am going to take this approach for a few days as I apply it to issues that are present in our world today. “Reality” is speaking to us as a species just as it is speaking to each of us personally…at least it is to me “personally.” Limits are painful to the ego which always sees itself as without any, especially for those of us who have lived our lives in the illusion of certainty, and its twin–piety.

