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You're probably thinking -- She's been born again! God has spoken to the poor girl!.
Er...not exactly, fam.
Actually, the exact opposite has happened.
I think embracing (more like humoring) the idea of faith pushed me further towards the reality that our lives are very much our own and there is no outside force leading the world in which we live in. That our reality has ultimately been created by us. Our reality is of our making.
I realized humans reach out for faith, for comfort, in a time of great need. In a moment of desperation, when we feel powerless, when we believe ourselves to be weak, we want it so desperately for God, religion, and such to be true -- that a higher power will save us. Will love us. Will make us IMPORTANT. Will make us MATTER.
Similarly how we want so desperately there to be life after death, to be forgiven for our sins, that there is more to our existence than this -- that we are NOT insignificant in this great wide indifferent universe. A universe that has thrived without us for billions of years before we entered the picture, and ultimately, will thrive without us, for billions of years after we are out of the picture.
This is a hard to swallow. No human heart wants to feel this way -- wants to accept that life goes on once we're dead. That the plants, trees, planets, and so on are unaffected by our existence.
And, I get that. I can understand why faith exist. Why gods have been a part of our lives for hundreds of thousands of years. Why we worshiped the sun. Why we worshiped the stars. Why we worships gods. Because life is hard. Because we're HUMAN. We feel things. Because feeling obsolete is difficult. Because hope feels good. Because God is a beautiful delusion.
Er...not exactly, fam.
Actually, the exact opposite has happened.
I think embracing (more like humoring) the idea of faith pushed me further towards the reality that our lives are very much our own and there is no outside force leading the world in which we live in. That our reality has ultimately been created by us. Our reality is of our making.
I realized humans reach out for faith, for comfort, in a time of great need. In a moment of desperation, when we feel powerless, when we believe ourselves to be weak, we want it so desperately for God, religion, and such to be true -- that a higher power will save us. Will love us. Will make us IMPORTANT. Will make us MATTER.
Similarly how we want so desperately there to be life after death, to be forgiven for our sins, that there is more to our existence than this -- that we are NOT insignificant in this great wide indifferent universe. A universe that has thrived without us for billions of years before we entered the picture, and ultimately, will thrive without us, for billions of years after we are out of the picture.
This is a hard to swallow. No human heart wants to feel this way -- wants to accept that life goes on once we're dead. That the plants, trees, planets, and so on are unaffected by our existence.
And, I get that. I can understand why faith exist. Why gods have been a part of our lives for hundreds of thousands of years. Why we worshiped the sun. Why we worshiped the stars. Why we worships gods. Because life is hard. Because we're HUMAN. We feel things. Because feeling obsolete is difficult. Because hope feels good. Because God is a beautiful delusion.
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Date: 2015-09-30 04:38 am (UTC)So it shows that we can't trust ourselves or posts, there's too much evidence that supports both sides and it's impossible to tell which is right. Maybe my religion is wrong and there is no god. Or maybe my religion is correct and there is a god. Im saying that it's almost impossible to prove whicn side is correct. We can't prove ourselves correct, we can't prove to others that we're correct, we can't trust ourselves with this!
And yes I am a christian. And I believe that there is a god out there.
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Date: 2015-09-30 04:58 am (UTC)There is also the possibility that there is a god(s), but not the god(s) that you or I worship! That our understanding of god(s) is completely 100% off. In my opinion anyway, that is the most likely scenario. I imagine that the god that exists (or the equivalent -- a powerful creator/entity of some sort) is not at all what we have fathomed throughout the entire existence of human kind.