Dayne - Sermons Of The Moon
Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2025 1:18 pm
PeaceSeeker
Is this where I am called to be? Is this what the MoonMother wanted for me? Am I to stay? Am I to preach and spread her message here? I see the impending struggle. I write words for the her to use in the coming meetings. She opts not to use them. Perhaps it is for the best? I will save the sermon for later. Surely, these inspired words will reach the ears of who needs to hear them, eventually.
The meetings come and go. She offers no acknowledgment. Perhaps she is unimpressed. Perhaps the words are nonsense. Perhaps it is something more insidious. I read the sermon to a different, experienced Sister who is returning to the area after time away. A guidepost on my path, our meeting was no doubt preordained by the MoonMother. She solidifies my faith again. Offers words of encouragement and praise for the sermon. Helps me see the path again.
I am not blind. I am not deaf. I see how the others regard my words. The snickers, the sarcasm. Even the 'devout' treat them as a joke. Maybe that is what I am? Maybe that is what I am called to be? Do I have the strength to endure the ridicule to preach, if it saves even only one person? Just as many I meet question my faith. Doubt my intentions. My sincerity. My path.
Should I lessen my preaching? Should I adopt a more moderate tone? If I do, how would I be able to build her...
EMPIRE OF MOONLIGHT
May Her light guide my steps.
I find my path leading me to Baldur's Gate. Never before has doubt plagued my travels when I traveled on my own. I was overcome with joy when I found fellow sisters and brothers in the faith. My first introduction left me wanting. My induction left me wondering. My path is now clouded by darkness.-Some say that it is useless to speak of lasting peace, of building of their lives. That it would be useless until the servants of evil adopt a more enlightened attitude. I hope they do. I believe we can help them do it. But I also believe that we must reexamine our own attitudes, for our attitude is as essential as our foes.-
-First, let us examine our attitude toward peace itself. Too many think it is impossible. Too many think it is an unreal goal. But that is a dangerous, defeatist belief. It leads to the conclusion that war is INEVITABLE.-
-THAT MORTALS ARE DOOMED!-
-THAT WE ARE GRIPPED BY FORCES WE CANNOT CONTROL.-
-We need not accept that view. Our problems are made my mortals. Therefore, they can also be solved by mortals. And mortals can be as big as they want, no problem of mortal destiny is beyond us. Mortal's determination and spirit have often solved the seemingly unsolvable.-
-AND WE BELIEVE WE CAN DO IT AGAIN.-
-Our armed forces, with the unwavering determination of our faith, will gain the inevitable triumph. As the Guide Intends. May She light your paths.-
Is this where I am called to be? Is this what the MoonMother wanted for me? Am I to stay? Am I to preach and spread her message here? I see the impending struggle. I write words for the her to use in the coming meetings. She opts not to use them. Perhaps it is for the best? I will save the sermon for later. Surely, these inspired words will reach the ears of who needs to hear them, eventually.
The meetings come and go. She offers no acknowledgment. Perhaps she is unimpressed. Perhaps the words are nonsense. Perhaps it is something more insidious. I read the sermon to a different, experienced Sister who is returning to the area after time away. A guidepost on my path, our meeting was no doubt preordained by the MoonMother. She solidifies my faith again. Offers words of encouragement and praise for the sermon. Helps me see the path again.
I am not blind. I am not deaf. I see how the others regard my words. The snickers, the sarcasm. Even the 'devout' treat them as a joke. Maybe that is what I am? Maybe that is what I am called to be? Do I have the strength to endure the ridicule to preach, if it saves even only one person? Just as many I meet question my faith. Doubt my intentions. My sincerity. My path.
Should I lessen my preaching? Should I adopt a more moderate tone? If I do, how would I be able to build her...
EMPIRE OF MOONLIGHT
Her words fill the page again. I will see her Empire of Moonlight spread. If by me alone, than so be it. Troubling news about one nearby. Is she mad? Under the being's influence? I don't know enough yet to make any claims. Best I can do is allow the illumination of the Moonmother through me. Hopefully that will burn away any doubt or influence.-The road of faith is not a straight one. It is winding. Uncertain. Sometimes, it is as treacherous as the void between the stars. Those who walk it will, at some point, stumble. I do not speak of those who have never believed, nor those who have turned from it entirely. I speak of those who walk in faith, yet feel the weight of doubt creeping into their bones, like the slow pull of the tide before the storm.-
-And so I ask. What do you do when the light you follow seems distant? When the stars that once guided you are obscured? When the faith that once burned bright feels like nothing more than embers, flickering and fragile. So close to being snuffed out by the winds of uncertainty.-
-There are times I wonder if I truly walk beneath the light of the moon or if I am merely chasing it, hoping one day it will bless me as it does others. Am I true disciple of the Silver Lady, or merely another man looking for meaning in the chaos? I have seen omens, I have felt the weight of something greater. But I have also stood alone, praying into silence while waiting for an answer that never comes.-
-And yet, does the moon not remain even when unseen? Does she not wax and wane? Does her light not dim, only to return again? Even when the sky is thick with clouds, even when the night sky is starless.-
-THE MOON REMAINS.-
-Faith is not a certainty. Faith is not an unshaken foundation from which he stand without fear. Faith is a choice we make every day, in spite of fear. In spite of doubt. In spite of the darkness that whispers it would be easier to turn away. It is a decision to walk forward.-
-EVEN WHEN WE DON'T KNOW WHERE THE ROAD LEADS.-
-I am afraid. I admit that. I wonder if I am enough. If my devotion is true. I wonder if I am truly crazy. If my words fall on deaf ears. If others laugh at me and my cause. I wonder if my prayers are heard, or if I speak only to the empty night.-
-BUT I WILL KEEP WALKING.-
-Why? Because. Her EMPIRE OF MOONLIGHT is not some distant place. It is not a temple untouched by grief, or a kingdom free of sorrow. It is not a reward given only to those who never doubt, never stumble, never waver.-
-NO!-
-It is something we build with every step! Every choice! Every moment we choose to keep going despite that voice that tells us to stop.-
-So I ask you again, what do you do when the light seems distant? Do you fall to your knees and curse the sky? Do you retreat into the shadow and tell yourself that faith was never real to begin with? Or do you keep moving? Do you seek it out, even when it feels far away? Do you trust that the light is still there, even if you cannot see it?-
-The path of faith is not for the certain, nor the fearless, nor the perfect. It is for those who walk DESPITE their troubles. Their doubts. Who endure despite their burdens. It is for those who believe not because they have never questioned...-
-BUT BECAUSE THEY HAVE QUESTIONED, AND STILL CHOOSE TO BELIEVE.-
-The moon will rise again. I will walk until I see it. And if it does not rise tonight, or tomorrow, or the next, I will walk still...-
-TO SPREAD AND SEE HER EMPIRE OF MOONLIGHT AGAIN-
-For THAT is faith.-
May Her light guide my steps.