Hi Greg,
There's no need for that despair and suicide talk. I think life is full of meaning all by itself. If I say "Life is short, and then you die", it is a technique and not an ontological statement. You asked me if I believe in God, and I like to think that I'm open minded. If Yahweh ever wants to come and apologize to me for all the trouble He's caused, I'd be happy to listen. I even keep a bottle of wine on the baker's rack in case Jesus wants to stop by for a drink. But I don't think that any God worth His salt could be comprehended or captured in a book. I think Yahweh is a product of the overactive imaginations of a bunch of sheep-herders long ago. I think Jesus is an over-mythologized person whose body rotted in a shallow roman grave, also a long time ago. But what I think has no bearing on God. What I think is so much smaller than God that it doesn't even register. But even saying that is putting myself on the same dimension of scale, so there is no comparison. It is not like comparing apples and oranges, it is like comparing apples and Wednesday. The transcendency of God ensures that any attempt to even talk about Her is an excercise in futility. I am struck speechless when I marvel on the glory of God, but then I realise that even that is just some silly construct in my head. So why even call Her "God"? Why not call Her "Dirk Diggler"? It makes just as much sense.
But God needs our money. And He wants our souls. And He sent His Son to save us from our sins.
No, wait. That is also just a very small speck of apples compared to Dirk Diggler's Wednesday. |
