Do I Really Believe In God? Really?
Do I believe in God? This question popped into my head as I was walking around a cruise ship recently. I was standing alone, high above the sea, and the blue abyss was all I could see for miles in all directions. And this moment of pause caused the question to roll in like a tide colliding with the ship.
Faith in a higher being is a tricky and finicky aspect that to the faithless is unfathomable to comprehend as a definition and to the faithful as simple as “I just believe.”
But is saying, “I just believe” cause enough to merely “just believe?” In the grand scheme of things, is this a cop out answer? To those that “Just believe” would you believe any differently if you had been raised by different parents, born in a different culture, educated by a different set of norms. Would you think your beliefs would be the same as they are now if you had traveled a different road of faith?
I sometimes wonder if I were born in India would I be a Hindu and no matter what someone else said to me, I would live and die a Hindu?
Just because I have lived my life grounded in the faith I was born into, does that make it right? I could be wrong and not know it because I am too stubborn to consider broad questions. The first, “Is there a God?”
All my life I have mostly believed, but I am honest enough to say that there have also been moments where I’ve pondered the notion of an intelligent designer and if there really is one.
What if this faith stuff is just a hoax? What if the notion of faithful people being afraid of the idea of there being nothing after death is correct and they concocted this notion of a God to turn to in hopes in a life in the hereafter as a means to help them and their kids sleep better at night? What if these stories of faith are just that…stories like bed time tales for a peaceful rest?
Have you asked yourself these questions?
If you haven’t, why haven’t you?
So I’ve asked the questions. I’ve pondered the ramifications of belief and unbelief. I proverbially flipped the coin, and I know where it landed for me.
So as I stare into the vastness of the sea, and I’m just a tiny speck, on a cruise ship that is a speck, in the Gulf of Mexico which is just a speck on the planet we live as Bill Nye so eloquently stated. We are specks upon specks upon specks in the universe. And he can say there is no proof of an intelligent designer, but this speck sees proof that life cannot be just an accidental coincidence of atoms and molecules.
Just because I cannot prove the existence of God in a mathematical equation, doesn’t mean God doesn’t exist. Centuries ago scientists were not aware of galaxies that the Hubble telescope have found, but I’m pretty sure that these galaxies were around centuries ago. Just because we just found them doesn’t mean they weren’t there hundreds of years ago. Scientists may cringe at this statement, but scientists have more faith than the normal man. If they didn’t, they wouldn’t create satellites to explore unknown galaxies, they wouldn’t have invented microscopes to look further into the inner sanctum of the atom, they would merely settle for what they know. But they don’t. They continue to search because they know that there’s got to be more than what we already know. And the scientific circles encourage them in the searches.
One wouldn’t explore space if they didn’t have faith that there was something else out there to find. Call it scientific guessing, forming a hypothesis, experimenting a possibility, but I call it faithful searching.
Scientists spend lifetimes searching for one new find. Some find it and some never do, but they keep searching for what they believe is out there.
It just amazes me that the scientific community blackballs the faithful in their beliefs in an intelligent designer because they haven’t found it. But they applaud their fellow colleagues in their lifelong pursuit of finding life on other planets which they haven’t found, but based on equations life could be plausible. Could be.
Why does finding life on merit more time and research than searching for the one that created life in the first place.
Just because they haven’t found God, doesn’t mean an intelligent designer is a myth. It could just mean they haven’t found Him yet.
Just as they just discovered a black hole so large that they said just a week ago was impossible based upon their equations. You’re equations could be wrong. The black hole is real. If you’re wrong about the black hole, could there be other things scientists are wrong about.
Sadly, they will scrutinize over their equations trying to prove the black hole is real, even though it’s already found.
I’ve found God…yet sadly, they’re not researching that. God is just something to dismiss.
I think we have our priorities out of line.
Just as a baker prepares a chocolate cake and coats it with dark chocolate frosting, we know someone made the chocolate cake. It didn’t just magically form through years of evolutionary combinations. It would be ludicrous to think the slice of cake made itself.
Then why do we think anything different with God?
Just because you can’t explain Him doesn’t mean there’s no explanation. To say that is very ignorant and a simple cop out answer to a very difficult question that needs further research.
But sadly little research will be done because most people who assume God isn’t real won’t waste their time with these questions. Because they think they already know the answer.
But what if your answer is wrong?
