This is from Days Remembered and is about the church book store where Stephanie and wed and I attended church.
I always enjoyed going to the Fort Worth Unity Church and hearing Reverend Roach and his messages to the congregation. The Sundays there were always a pleasure. The friendly atmosphere of that church and the way the sermons appealed to one’s intellect as well as one’s spirituality was a combination that worked for us both.
Now, both of us never blindly followed the more orthodox ways of the fundamentalist church we were both raised and baptized in. The churches from our childhoods and Unity Church were in many ways opposite of each other—their sets of doctrines have little commonality. As one example, Unity’s use of phrases like “Father/Mother/God” would certainly curdle the religious cheese of many who attended our former churches and others like it. The many diverse beliefs of the Unity movement were not for everyone.
Also, neither of us believed all that Unity taught either. Indeed, one of Unity’s beliefs is that you don’t have to believe everything they teach. Thus, their door is open to those who are religious, spiritual, or even atheist.
When we went into the bookstore at the Unity Church, we saw this same wide range of thinking on its shelves. During our time together, we both bought books and other items there. Those purchases helped the church, but also helped us by giving us something new to think about.
Each time we went inside the bookstore, there was something new to pick up and look at. Some of the books and tapes were a bit out there for our tastes, but many were of great interest. My favorite was the book comparing the words and ideas of Jesus to Buddha. And there were others as well—for both of us. Not to mention, there were the interesting, handmade clothes that they also sold, which you sometimes bought, too.
In the end, that neat little store and its wide variety of products were like the church and its members— a cross section of people with a variety of beliefs and lifestyles but united by a set of values that everyone who attended shared. This was all illustrated by the different types of books and other items on the shelves of the bookstore. That store was small in size, but it was very large in the stock of ideas that it made available to those who entered its friendly doors.
All groups, whether religious or not, should afford everyone that same gentle social tone and the ability to retain one’s own beliefs all while one’s intellect is nourished along with the soul.