What in the name of God? Oops, another Distraction

What in the name of God/ Everything you do transforms you in some way
The sermon this Saturday/Sunday/mid-week is a fantasy one, so be prepared.
I am exercising my freedom of worship, which I take to be a freedom not to worship, a freedom to think as best I can....
Of course I have not yet been hired to give a sermon but for now it would go something like this.
I believe that what we do can change us, and for those of us aware of our frailties much of the time we can learn from our own mistakes.

So some of you know I am Jewish and I take this fact very seriously, seriously enough to know that my intestinal tract is full of Jewish humor, guilt, legends and perhaps even now food or certainly recipes and memories. And even the religious part is a key to understanding who I am, since going to religious training was one of my favorite parts of life. I confess wanting to be Kosher at 12, and if my parents had agreed, I probably would have become Orthodox. That gives you some accent of what the mood in the "home" was, that it felt sane more than any other place, that is being in the synagogue. There was predictability, singing and sometimes food and I was good in languages.

So cutting to the chase, what is this meshugah stuff about Israel taking and welcoming money from raging evangelical Christians who are chomping at the bit for their big day to come, when the Jews are all set as in charge of the Middle East, when Jesus can come (that would be Come) and give the Jews a minute or so to decide upon converting, and then poof! gone are the Jews! Caput with one fell swoop and the believers are prancing and dancing with Jesus forevermore...

I don't understand why some Jews to whom I've spoken of this have shrugged their shoulders and actually said, "So what? We don't believe in that stuff anyway, so why not just take their money?"
Seriously is anyone talking out this madness for real...not only that Israel is accepting so much money (here go the money jokes) from people who want to kill them or convert them--the idea being that giving oneself over to Jesus, going into that sort of "recovery" is really the only way to survival at all. That's it folks; all that Hebrew singing and dancing and yarmulkes in our churches was so much fun but we were only kidding...we just wanted you guys for the biggest celebration/massacre of all.

The sermon is brief; it just has the words: Has anybody thought about the consequences of what we do; has anybody thought about how we are changed for everything we do. Has anybody thought about the idea that everytime we do something with coldness and without empathy and with malice and lies, we help the world become a colder place, and our children and ourselves less caring and more detached.
Life could be a greener one, in the sense of experiencing our connection to each other and to everything on the planet even if there are vast differences. It could be about knowing our demons so we don't hide from them and become presumptious seekers falsely entitled to domination.

The sermon would probably stop around here and then the park or whatever setting might be filled--remember for now it's my fantasy and I can cry if I want to--with some music of Tracy Chapman, Bob Dylan, Bob Marley and Rufus Wainwright...I am open to the muscial additions and of course to the refreshments...but just for a minute Let us pray in whatever language of thought or mindfulness or meditation, that we are not stuck in this dark place where God is a distraction from humanity and caring and work to make ourselves more present in our universe.
Personally I don't know what I think of the God dilemma...but I cannot conceive of any exclusive God, and certainly not one that would kill all the nonbelievers. I do know I feel it is sacred for all those who disbelieve, or who believe in any one thing to be able to share without conquest or superiority.
If you think about taking all the people who don't surrender to Jesus and killing them, doesn't it sound a little like the Holocaust?...Scary stuff...and it's scary to know that if I were running for President the last line would probably ruin me...Ah well, one job option closed.

I will go back to the wisdom and comfort of music which seems to reach someplace deep...is it a soul and does it matter?