Been thinking a lot about life and religion lately – don’t ask me why, these thought percolate through my head on occasion (especially if I’ve spent a lot of time confined to bed)The conclusion I’ve come to is that I think I do believe in God. Not your God of course, because they way I see it no matter the title, nobody has the same God, even if they give him the same name and worship in the same way, we all view her differently.
Some see him as the guiding spirit of man, others see her as the moon or the stars, he can be vengeful, forgiving, joyful or stern – either way, she’s always different.
So what makes me think I believe in God? Because I truly believe everything happens for a reason.
If there’s a reason there’s a plan, if there’s a plan.. Well someone had to come up with it didn’t they?
Now, you could say that that’s not actually God, that’s fate, but then who’s to say the fates aren’t really God? Three personalities could explain the diversity amongst religions, but then that’s getting a little too complicated, I don’t think God can be ‘explained’ or described because he/she is just too big and we’re too close.
That’s like asking an ant to describe the whole shoe when all he can see is the sole.
No, God truly is everything, he has to be, how else could she influence anything? Yes I know, that’s basically chaos theory:
The flapping of a single butterfly’s wing today produces a tiny change in the state of the atmosphere. Over a period of time, what the atmosphere actually does diverges from what it would have done. So, in a month’s time, a tornado that would have devastated the Indonesian coast doesn’t happen. Or maybe one that wasn’t going to happen, does. (Ian Stewart, Does God Play Dice? The Mathematics of Chaos, pg. 141)
But what better name for God eh?! Chaos; it can be beautiful, terrifying, harmonious and discordant all at the same time – a bit like God.
Christians claim that man was made in gods image – I think that would explain a lot, let’s face it, we’re all over the place; emotional wrecks for the main part. All the same yet all different, a multitude of similarities that differ slightly the closer you compare them.
We’re the microorganisms maintaining a part of Gods system, right now part of that system is tearing itself apart – but who’s to say that in a few decades time, that part of her system isn’t the healthiest most functioning part?
Everything happens for a reason and we’re all a part of it. When everything feels like it’s going to shit you know that at some point in the future sweet smelling flowers will arrive from the dankest part of the mess.
It’s kind of comforting to know that.