He Gave All, and Went Home

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April 3, 2026-(This is a short piece, Substack readers, so do not take offense at its brevity).

There was never a time when Yeshua Ben Yusuf thought only of Himself-the musings of “Jesus Christ, Superstar” aside. He could not have done so. It would have negated everything for which He was sent, in the first place. Besides, He knew too much, from the day of His birth. That birth may well have occurred in the Northern Spring, right around the time of Passover. For reasons of tradition, however, it hurts nothing to continue celebrating His birth around the time of the December Solstice, and Chanukah,; then celebrating our world’s Spiritual Rebirth around the time of Passover and between the Holy Day of Naw-Ruz and the sacred season of Ridvan.

Jesus the Christ gave everything He had, almost constantly, from the day He first sat with the elders in the Temple, at the age of 12, until He gave up His earthly life, on the Cross at Calvary. That is the Way of the Messengers of the Divine. We who stand at Their feet and think we know Their truths cannot begin to fathom their sacrifices. A Kindergartner, or a High Schooler, can tell some things about what great scholars are saying, but gets in overhead pretty quickly, by making assumptions, based on what she knows from her own lessons.

Like all Messengers of the Divine, the Spirit that we know as Jesus the Christ went back to the Source, and is vital in His influence on those who read and heed His words, especially when they study those Teachings themselves. Happy Easter, to all who honour Jesus this weekend.

Restoration

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April 2, 2026- I watched an episode of “Chicago PD’ on restorative justice, this evening. Like all procedurals, this one took some twists and turns, but ended up with the back story of the attempt at restorative justice. The offender was killed, as it turned out, by his actual victim.

It became another case of a woman killing her male assailant. The police did everything they could, to advise the young woman and prepare her for what she might face in the correctional facility, pending trial. The story reflected what is an all too common occurrence in criminal law: A battered woman, or girl, fights back and either maims or kills, in self-defense. The legal system puts an emphasis on the “rights” of the male and puts the full burden on the female.

There are two aspects to this phenomenon that I would like to address here. First, there is an overemphasis, in popular culture and in its attendant media, on the physicality of human existence. The physical attributes of a human being are stressed, and become the initial basis for a relationship. Men feel pressured to “score” with attractive women. Women are held to a certain standard, from which deviation is grounds for various sanctions. Most of us have been there, to one degree or another.

We are though, at our core, spiritual beings. The most enduring relationships are always those that are rooted in a spiritual bond. Physical attractiveness is bound to fade, at one point or another. It is no mistake that the “ties that bind” are always based on the “inside” aspect of “beautiful, inside and out.” In my own life, I probably felt closer to my late wife in the time of her physical decline than in our earlier years together. The inner beauty never faded, but became clearer, as her life edged towards a close.

The second aspect is derived from patriarchy. The idea that men and women have set roles to play in the course of society, and there should be no deviation from those roles, is the mark of a culture that is hemmed in by its own hand-and is hoist of its own petard. It penalizes females who don’t play by the rules, which are, essentially, that there are separate codes for men and women to follow. In its worst form, women are categorized as property of a male. Men, from heads of family to pimps, have used this to maintain an inordinate amount of control over the women and girls in their midst.

A society, in which the unique gifts of every human being are valued and celebrated, will not continue to let such an unbalanced system continue to rule the conduct of daily affairs. Replacing patriarchy with equanimity is the only way out of the box in which we have, as a society, imprisoned ourselves.

A Day Without Foolishness

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April 1, 2026- It was calm here today. Aram and Yunhee both spent the day working, and I looked after Hana. The parents each dealt with people who had dropped the ball; the baby and I re-focused on building her upper body strength, leaving more ambulatory skills for later on. She likes that much better.

I am finding that, if I watch her body cues and listen to her vocalizations, I get an accurate sense of what I should make my focus and for how long. A baby who feels understood is less likely to revert to crying, (Yes, one could pretty much say that about anyone.) If I acknowledge her feelings, with words that fall into her receptive vocabulary, I get the broadest smile. Those sparkling eyes tell me my efforts are registering and are appreciated. A little hug verifies that.

When Mommy and daddy got off work, I fixed a simple dinner, then we all celebrated Hana’s Baek-il (first 100 days). She wore a ceremonial dress and wore it nicely. The small head ribbon stayed on just long enough for her parents to take several photographs. A special cake and cookies made for an extra special dessert. Hana “cut the cake” with her hand on top of her mother’s,

I got my first of month bills paid and a long-standing project in the Philippines will now be completed. I hope that, all in all, today was a day without foolishness, for anyone who has been paying attention to what is most important.