Recently I have discontinued attending a Lutheran church and have begun attending a Unity Church. There’s a lot I like about the Unity Church I’m attending–especially its parishioners, who are a joyful, welcoming, and optimistic group of kindred spirits. I like a lot about the church’s philosophy as well. I feel an affinity for the Transcendentalists–particularly Emerson and Thoreau–and their spiritual philosophy correlates closely with Unity. I also see parallels with Buddhism, especially in their belief that God resides in each one of us and that we can attain spiritual enlightenment by letting this spirit act and manifest itself through us. I also like the fact that the Unity church is tolerant of other faiths and believes that all of us can attain a relationship with God in our own ways, and I like the fact that, although they quote scripture, those who ascribe to Unity’s principles aren’t literalists or fundamentalists.
However, I also have problems with Unity–as I do with all religions I have studied. For one, although it’s tolerant of other faiths, it presents its own truth with a capital T, and I have always been suspicious of any philosophy that purports to tell the Truth, the absolute Truth, and nothing but the Truth. I’m more of a believer in the idea that truth is different for all of us. Secondly, Unity shares the belief held by Christian Scientists that healing can be done from within. Although I believe this and have seen it in my own life (my wife has Crohn’s Disease, and when she’s feeling at peace with the universe her Crohn’s goes into remission whereas when she’s stressed and conflicted her Crohn’s activates itself). But to suggest that my connection with God is going to heal the torn tendon in my shoulder or heal the arthritis in both of my knees is, in my opinion, complete foolishness. I wear a knee brace, and I was told by a member of the church this week to cast aside my brace and heal myself–and then this person had the gall to tell me that I was probably just wearing the brace to draw attention to myself. (“No,” I responded, “I wear the brace because my knee doesn’t hurt nearly as badly when I do so.”) Another aspect of the book that I have trouble with is its attaching a gender to God, who is referred to as Him and The Father throughout Cady’s lessons. Why does God have to be male? Why does God have a gender at all? Finally, Unity’s philosophy seems geared to an educated, white, upper-middle to upper-class population that doesn’t have the stressors that the persecuted members of our society have had to forebear. I have yet to see a person of color or someone living in economic distress in any of the dozen or so Unity services I have attended, and any religion that appeals to such a narrow demographic, in my opinion, must be missing something.
Now that I have given you my personal background experiences with the Unity church, let’s examine Cady’s book, which was given to me by the woman who introduced me to the church in the first place. Realizing that the book was written about 125 years ago, I tried to read it with that context in mind, but after going through the twelve lessons, I only could verbalize a handful of “truths” that the book was trying to relay to me because of how abstract it was. Also, I didn’t like the numbered points and would much have preferred conventional prose written in an expository style with transitional words, phrases, sentences, and paragraphs, and with the author connecting ideas in a logical fashion, instead of the mishmash of proclamations that the author presents numerically throughout each lesson.
So, did I enjoy the book or feel edified, inspired, or altered by it? The honest answer is “Not really.” I do agree with the basic premise of Unity: that God exists within us and all around us and is accessible to all of us and that He/She is not an anthropomorphic figure hanging out somewhere in the sky but rather a spirit that manifests itself through our relationship with it. So that’s my connection, and, perhaps, that’s good enough for now. Perhaps you’ll find this an inspirational read, but I did only on the most basic and superficial of levels. I was hoping for more. Grade: C+