June 2012

Angel in the night

Kiss of comfort

I had the first health issue with my heart many years ago, when I was hospitalized for almost a week. During this time, I went through several “events” with my heart. Of course, I was very scared and at night, after family and friends had gone, I lay awake worrying and wondering what would happen next.In a clear and straightforward manner, I would like to present the following account of a life-changing event that occurred while I was in the hospital.

What's up with God?

Is there a God?

I do not arbitrarily accept the existence of God—nor, in fact, do I believe in a God—and I also am not compelled to attempt to figure out the mechanics of the spiritual universe. In fact, probably no such thing exists. I do not engage in discussions about the origin of matter, which is the primary argument true believers use to make the point that an everlasting God created it out of nothing—wherever nothing come from. I certainly have given up trying to figure out where this everlasting God—if he exists—got his start.

Oh, I believed in God and sins and punishment and a blistering eternity in hell when I was younger. But, I have to tell you, I’ve reached the conclusion that it is all a bunch of rationalization designed to give structure and comfort and hope to people’s lives. And hey, that’s great, “God” knows we need all of those things we can get. I may as well tell you I don’t believe in evil either. Oh, I am well aware there are people who are serially sadistic, unmercifully violent and malevolently dangerous to everyone with whom they come in contact. I don’t believe they are evil in the biblical sense of the word. I do believe that with a bit different hardwiring coupled with learning an alternate set of values early on in life, there but for the grace of “God” would go me.