The other night I had the most wonderful dream. It has faded in the way most dreams fade which is too bad because it was glorious.
It was a moment of clarity, a moment of such supreme understanding of the extraordinary greatness that we are part of. That this thing is so vast and huge that we as humans just don't have the words to define it, in any of our languages. Since we are human and we have to need to define this, even though our words useless, we use religions to help us define this greatness and that at the core of all religions, they are all right. They all have guiding principles of how to be a better person and doing good for others. They define a small part of the vast whole.
Here is the sad part.
We get in to trouble is when we feel that there is only one way, one view point, one definition, instead of celebrating the wonderfully diverse way we have learned to see the amazing wonder.
It reminded me of the story of the blind men trying to describe an elephant by laying hands on different parts of the animal.