Thursday, January 3, 2013
God, sometimes you just don't come through.
When I look back, I'm not sure I ever believed in any sort of god.
That might look a little bleak to some of you, but let me elaborate a little. There were times when I've thought god was real, sure, but belief requires faith. Faith is a thing I've never felt a capacity for within myself.
Which is not to say I didn't want to believe. I truly did. I've tried to have faith, but I can believe two impossible things before breakfast and still find god beyond credulity.
I guess it's helpful sometimes to ask yourself if god shaped holes actually exist within ourselves. Also, what shape, exactly, is god? I think if such an aperture exists, it must be very small and more dependent on Maslow than messiah.
I've always thought religion to be the most personal thing about a person, and, if asked, I will just say Buddhist because most people don't know that it requires no faith, nor does Buddhism really require anything of you in the way of dogma or proselytizing. They are a fairly chill bunch and I thank them for that.
I don't care about peoples' religion. I do care about how they treat the people around them. I don't care if you honor the sabbath on Sunday or Saturday or Friday, but for the love of all that is good, don't jump Bill Nye because he's trying to tell you the truth. Bill Nye is awesome. Seriously.
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