Is there a God?
That’s a pretty heavy title for this pre-boomer blog, but a conversation with a younger friend of mine prompted this writing. I am not schooled in theology and have not been part of organized religion or the church of my youth for many years. However, I do believe in God and try to live my life on a spiritual basis, although I consistently fall short when it comes to following these principles.
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Recently my friend announced that his mother was ill, I told him I’d pray for her. His retort was, “Anyone that talks to someone when there’s no one else in the room, is crazy.” I asked, “You think I’m crazy?” To which he replied, “No, I just think prayer and all that religious stuff is crazy.” The time was not right to take the matter further.
Had we continued the conversation on the subject of God, I would have related my belief that the universe and the world, as we know it, did not happen by accident. There is too much order involving too many complex things for creation to be a random act and that somehow life, in all forms, coincidently evolved over hundreds of millions of years without an intelligent plan in place. I find it hard to accept the notion that we came to exist without purpose and there are no reasons for us being here other than to toil and eventually die. How depressing is that?
At one time, I thought I had all the answers and was the center of the universe. Therefore there was little room for others in my life, including God. One day I ran out of answers. There was nowhere to turn and I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t ask God for help, since I felt He had turned His back on me, even though it was the other way around. Then a man offered to let me use his God for awhile until I found a new God, a personal God. I was desperate, so I tried praying to his God. It worked. Over the years, I learned to have faith and trust in my Higher Power. I connect through daily prayer, not asking for what I want but for Him to provide me with what I need to do His will. Then, I’m ready to go out and deal with life on life’s terms, knowing there’s a rhythm, a balance and a purpose in God’s plan. I’m not enlightened enough to see it, but I can feel it. And, I trust it will all be good in the long run.
I theorize that after creation was completed and the forces of nature were working the way God planned, He inserted mankind into the equation and made us different than the other inhabitants of this earth. We have free will, which is why our job is to stop thinking about ourselves and start building meaningful relationships with other people – family, friends, neighbors, people at work, the store clerk, everyone. In other words, treat them the way we want to be treated.
The way I see it, the more we strive to be in touch with our higher self, the closer we are to our Higher Power. You may have a different opinion based on your personal experiences. I have no conflict with that; because in America, each of us is free to believe or disbelieve as we choose. It just seems to work better if besides wanting good things for me, I hope good things happen for you too. What could be better than that?
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