Not to long ago I got a call from one of my kinfolk who like my father has been teaching/preaching in the church for a number of years. I love them dearly and they are supportive of my work because we’re family but although their intentions were good. I think I know why they were calling. They mentioned in their closing, “I want to discuss it from an apostolic perspective”.
I have been here before. I believe it is an attempt to win back my soul from my “lost pagan ways”. I haven’t consulted my ancestors on the matter yet, but the scenery looks familiar, similar to a boxing match or better yet, a mix-martial arts match with only two rounds.
The First Match
(Announcer: In the west corner…Wearing shorts that say, “Your arms too short to box with God” is the Champion with his/her bible. In the east corner…wearing red, black and green shorts, with some strange Egyptian eye on it is the Challenger. Let’s get ready to rumble…)
You see this all began when I first set out to prove that the Ancient Egyptians and other African people did not worship idols. In the past, when I was all about being “spiritual” from an intellectual perspective, it was a showdown for real. Loved ones would come with their bible and I would come with my books and we would debate, debate and finally argue, until we got hoarse. Both parties (intellectual fighters) argued with the sole purpose of trying to change the other’s beliefs and ideas.
(The Challenger has been knocked down but is regaining their stance just before the bell rings. Pause…Second round begins)
Thankfully, our ancestors instilled within our family rules of conduct so that even if we didn’t agree we could agree to disagree and still love each other, but it is a showdown. They are going at it and pulling out all the stops.
(The Bell rings. Great match! Both fighters are brutally hurt. We need to go to the judges for a decision.)
In the end, when we part ways, I return to my corner feeling confident that “I showed them” thinking I beat them in this intellectual battle of the minds. Then when I looked over my shoulders, I noticed that they went back to their respective corner as well, but all of my family was there with them. As they looked over their shoulders at me, I realized that no matter what I said, all of the facts that were shown, etc. My family viewed me as the weird one, the outcast or the sheep that had gone astray. Cousins would talk to me but at an arms’ length as if that “African stuff” was some kind of contagious, cancerous disease.
Sly remarks were made to me by my uncles, “Oh you into that African stuff…” as they gave me that smirk that you know uncles give you, when you have disappointed them and did something foolish. At the same time my aunts simply avoided me all together regarding the subject. No one it seems wanted to touch me with a 10ft pole because that “African stuff” will make one question his or her beliefs. If one is not careful they would think that all of this spirituality stuff is a curse based upon the way their family treats them.
That’s when it became apparent to me one day what is the purpose of knowing all of this metaphysical stuff if the one’s I love can’t benefit from it because they think I am crazy? That’s when it really hit me that I didn’t win anything.
(The Judges have unanimously ruled in favor of the Champ)
It took me a while to figure out what was going on and when I did, I had a powwow with my ancestors. I explained to my ancestors what it was that I was trying to do and that I was not trying to change things. I was simply trying to connect dots together so that the family and I can prosper spiritually. After I did this, it seems like a great burden was lifted off of my shoulder because, in the past I relied upon books and books are nothing more than what my padrino (godfather) use to call “guides” that are full of theories. True spirituality on the other hand is based upon actual experience and/or wisdom. No one can argue or debate another’s experiences because no one can take away what someone has experienced. Understanding this, now I have a new approach.
(Announcer: In the west corner…Wearing shorts with the fish sign that says, “Jesus” is the Champion with his/her bible. In the east corner…this time having two Egyptian eyes and a column on it, is the Challenger. Let’s get ready to rumble… Bell Rings. First Round)
This new understanding has made me realize first and foremost, it is not my intention or purpose to change anyone’s beliefs. I can’t change the way a person believes or thinks because an individual believes and thinks a certain way based upon their experience. So, that’s the Spirit’s job to change the way an individual believes and think.
(The Champ has fallen…but they are getting back up).
Since books are guides and nothing but theories let me put my books down for a minute and use a similar source, the bible. Using the bible, this time and making comparisons, I explained how the Holy Ghost is what the Ancient Egyptians called Rau. Proof that the Ancient Egyptians had the Holy Ghost can be seen throughout their history that they lived relatively at peace with each other and with their neighbors. Not to mention that their society has prospered for hundreds of years, which according to the bible reveals that God’s Spirit will give one everlasting life.
(The Champ has fallen to the mat again and they are badly hurt. The refs are stopping the fight. We go to the judges for a decision.)
After making this comparison, my kinfolk having no other choice said, “You know I don’t agree with everything you said, but it makes sense”. I was slowly allowed back into the family circle after that and not everyone rushed up to me and wanted to have a conversation with me, but I was respected.
Shortly after, I heard my kin was in the pulpit preaching and in the Spirit said, “The Egyptians had to know about God in order to build the civilization that they built”.
(The Challenger wins.)
I now look forward to have a conversation with with this next relative.
Disclaimer: The purpose of this post is not to ridicule, humiliate or any way offend persons of the Christian faith. It was an actual conversation that occurred between me and one of my relatives written in a metaphoricalperspective. It was posted to inform readers of the similarities that exist between the Kamitic/Kemetic (Ancient Africans of Egypt) religious beliefs and Christian religion and how to bridge the gap culturally.
The Two Egyptian Eyes known as the Eyes of Rau aka Eyes of Hru (Hrw, Heru or Horus) symbolize the the sun, factual information, aggression, masculinity, physical, etc. (right eye) and the moon, abstract information, receptivity, femininity, spiritual, etc. (left eye). Together these eyes give a holistic perspective on reality.
The column in between these eyes called the djet is known as the backbone of Osar (Asar, Ausar, Osiris) symbolizing the ancestors giving one strength, foundation and support hence a strong back, to stand upright.