LETTER: The meaning of life, minus Mel Gibson

I will be among the absent when “The Passion Of The Christ” comes to a theater near me. Should I come down with a sudden pang for bloodshed, I can always turn to the animal channel and watch jungle predators devour a slow footed jack rabbit — while the rabbit is still alive and kicking.

Nature is a great teacher. One lesson we learn early on is that people are God’s vessels for compassion. If we don’t hold with this mission of mercy, there will be no mercy on the face of this earth.

The Christian message of course is blood for sin. Simply put, the blood of Jesus Christ washed away our sins. And this was not a new idea, even 2,000 years ago.

This concept traces all the way back to Cain and Abel days when sacrifice was used to gain God’s favor.

On the other hand, it was the Christ Himself who taught that God will forgive us as we forgive one another.

So why all the confusion? It’s all in the interpretation and breeding. By nature, we cling to our religious roots. Thus, churches worldwide continue to spark bloodshed among our species. And sadly so.

There is hope ahead. Genetics and the way energy actually forms its own time and space could change the way our children look at life.

Future generations might see the person as a constant, and each genetic situation as the variable. Loosely translated, this means we are always in existence, but not always above the speed of dimension which is where life takes form.

As a poet once said, we don’t come from our parents. We come through them.

Such an outlook would indeed be a new dawn. Mankind’s mad clamor for immortality would be over.

People would no longer toss fair maidens into pits, fly planes into buildings or nail an innocent man to a cross.

Ernie Nolder

Parrish, Fl.