Friday, May 28, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
What a pain to suffer!
In His character, God alone is the absolute expression of love that is never separated from holiness. God cannot be at the same time holy and unloving or loving and unholy. In turning our backs upon Him, we lose the source of defining love, live with the pain of unholiness and suffering remains an enigma- leaving our blemished characters in search of a moral law and our finite minds crying out for an answer. Which of us does not hurt when we see pure love abused and despised? Our hearts reveal a hunger for a love that is pure, and in this world we have lost both definitions because we have denied their source.
-Ravi Zacharias from Cries of the Heart.
Pain and suffering outside of a loving God has no hope. Pain and suffering outside of a loving God has no greater meaning. Pain and suffering outside of a loving God has no purpose.
I cannot find any way out of this reality. Can you? Please let me know if you do.
Pain and suffering exist. There is no way to escape the reality of it. Even for those of us humans who feel that life is meaningless, who are numb and broken... that condition comes most likely out of unresolved pain and suffering.
Animals experience pain and suffering. But unlike humans they do not question the greater purpose, meaning, context, morality or justice of the pain or suffering in question. Whether we like to admit it or not, I think all of us struggle to make sense of the utter despair our world is in.
Holiness...or as described to a child 'pure and perfet goodness.'
Again, as complex and enormous the issue is. The old sunday school lesson turns out to once again be true. Understood by children, contemplated by wisemen... "God is good, he loves you, you can trust him."
What I would like to add is "even when you don't yet understand his ways."
Really, what other choice is there? Either a good God, delusion or despair. This is not to say we trust because we have no other choice, but more so to recognize that when it comes to God he is always by a very large infinite margin, simply just the best choice. Like it or not :)
Friday, May 21, 2010
Be thankful. It is the only proper response...
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Are you delusional? Are you decieved?
Yes, I know, I just used the name of my blog in my blog entry :) Cool right?
Seriously though, I find it disconcerting how different my conclusions are from so many incredibly talented and intellectually gifted people. What is comforting and mind opening however is how many talented and intellectually gifted people I do find myself in agreement with.
The intellectual world is clearly divided. Many of the intellectual elite claim complete honesty and say there is no God. Many of the intellectual elite claim complete honesty and say there is a God. The battle lines are drawn and redrawn throughout history and most of us 'normals' are left confused and frustrated as they argue...occasionaly like adults, mostly like kids :)
A beautiful revelation has come across my path however that puts my heart at rest. The truth, the real Truth is unchanged by the passions and convictions of mere mortals. Only God has ever fully understood it, and only God has ever had control of it. Thankfully he is unchanging. That means what he set in place, he has not changed. God is not fickle like us, he knows what he is doing from point A to Infinity. He doesn't say "Opps, didn't see that coming."
God is not unknowable. God is knowable, because he wants you to know him. God is the one putting in the vast majority of the effort, believe me this is always the case. My steps of faith are increasing less and less 'blind' as of late. It is much more my opening my eyes to see the truth, and saying to myself 'okay God, I admit it, you are definitely not, not there."
Many arguably over educated people (or undereducated depending on how you look at it) have asked me how I became so delusional. The question can be asked both ways. In previous blog entries I have just began to scratch the surface of why atheism is to me incredibly inconsistent with reality. You've got to figure it out for yourself though, you need to know why you believe what you believe. Too many of us are wrong on purpose, right by accident, wrong by accident or both wrong and right but unaware of why and which one.
What do you believe?
Are you delusional? Are you decieved? Or do you just not want to hear it?
Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened.
-Winston Churchill
You are not ordinary, neither is the guy who cut you off.
Not if. When.
When you die, what follows will either be a shameful tradgedy or the conclusion of a beauitful reconciliation.
I suppose I should mention the third option, because some people actually do believe it exists. *no offence*
The third option is that there is no immaterial. We are not imago dei, we are imago matter...or when everything is said and done imago nothing.
I am watching a man right now, on the very final leg of his physcial existence...spending all his precious time watching televsion.
My observation is not from a loathing, critical spirit...it comes from a belief that he is so much more than he appears. Despite his weakend, corpse like physical presence... I believe he is really so much more.
There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations--these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit--immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn: We must play. But our merriment must be of that kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously--no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption. And our charity must be a real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinner--no mere tolerance, or indulgence which parodies love as flippancy parodies merriment. Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbour is the holiest object presented to your senses.
Words from The Weight of Glory by C.S. Lewis.
Do you think that perhaps at times you see other people as mere cattle on the road? Blocking you on your road to real happiness and success? Are people often in the way of your life, delaying your journey and keeping you from your destination?
I will admit that I often feel this way. I forget that every man, woman and child is a dearly loved by God. I forget just as often that I am dearly loved by God.
We are here to Love God, to know his Love for us, and to Love one another through his Love for Us.
Anything outside of this... to me is at best a scent of what we were made to do, and why we exist.