Monday, March 21, 2016

Good and Evil coexist; who are we to judge?

For centuries writers and philosophers have written about Good and Evil.  The topic is as young today as it was in the Vedic times, during the birth of Christ or Muhammad, in Shakespearean times,

In the beginning of Shakespeare's Macbeth, (Act one, Scene one, line 12), the witches say, “Fair is foul and foul is fair.” Good and evil coexist together! Not a novel thought, but enlightening nevertheless. 

And Guru Nanak says at the end of his sentinal composition, Japji Sahib:
The righteous one judges good and evil
Deeds make some close and others far
Here is an excerpt from Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil is a non-fiction work by John Berendt. Published in 1994.
Midway through Jim Williams's second year in jail, Savannah more or less forgot about him. The city turned its attention to other topics. There was a good deal of talk, for example, about the divine intervention allegedly visited upon George Mercer 3d.
 
George Mercer 3d was a prominent businessman and the half-brother of the late Johnny Mercer. Mr. Mercer was leaving his house in Ardsley Park one evening to go to a dinner party when he suddenly realized he'd forgotten his car keys. He went back inside to get them. In the front hall he heard a voice say loud and clear, "George, you drink too much!"
 
Mr. Mercer turned around, but the hall was empty. "Who are you?" he asked. "And where are you?"
"I am the Lord," said the voice. "I am everywhere."
 
"Well, I know I drink more than I should," said Mr. Mercer, "but how do I know you're the Lord? If you really are, show me. Show me now. If you can prove to me you're God I'll never drink again." Suddenly, Mr. Mercer felt himself being lifted high in the air. Up over his house. Up over Ardsley Park. He was lifted so high he could look down and see all of Savannah -- the downtown squares, the river, Tybee Island and Hilton Head. And the voice said, "Have I proved to you that I am real?" Mr. Mercer declared then and there that he did believe, and the Lord put him back down in the front hall. George Mercer 3d never took another drink after that.

Even people who doubted the truth of that story had to admit that on a spiritual level at least something very strange was happening to Savannah's upper crust.