There’s a story I remember reading in second grade. I don’t remember what it was called or who wrote it, but it was the story of a village where the people lived in fear of the giant who lived at the top of the hill. Now, the giant just wanted to be friends, but his voice — like the rest of him — was so large and booming nobody could understand what he was saying except for a little old man who was almost deaf. He would tell the villagers that the “ugly old giant” wanted this and that in tribute, all wealth he would keep for himself. Then one day a little girl figures out that if she wraps a scarf around her head, she can hear the giant just fine, and he tells her what she really wants. She tells the other townspeople, the evil old man is exposed as the fraud that he is, and the little girl suggests that the giant grow a beard to muffle his voice so he can talk to people.
Was I the only one in my class who got what that story was really about?
The giant was that which we call “God.” The little old man was any religious leader who purports to know God’s will. (The Pope, if you like. Or Jerry Falwell, Billy Graham, or Pat Robertson.) The little girl was any one of us with the courage and the will to question the ancient dogma and look at the world through the eyes of not only Truth, but Knowledge. They are, after all, just different shades of the same thing.
I don’t like calling my Higher Power “God,” or “He” or “She” for that matter. The Higher Power I believe in is more of an intelligence than a being. It is a Mind. It is the Mind of the universe. Just like you have a mind that controls your destiny, the Universe has a Mind that controls Its destiny. It has a set of rules to live by, and nobody knows who if anyone wrote those rules.
I believe in Evolution over Creationism, and I don’t buy into the concept of “Intelligent Design” at all. Let’s face it: the “design” is not that “intelligent.” What “Intelligent Designer” would create beings so prone to disease, or an ecosystem so prone to disaster? Why nipples on men? And what’s up with the platypus?
No, I believe that it is the laws of science that make up what we have come to consider “God.”
Sorry, folks, but we’re all at the mercy of the random forces of the Universe. There is a Higher Power controlling all of this, but we’re an insignificant speck in Its jurisdiction. We were a roll of the cosmic dice. That’s all.
That’s what I believe. You’re welcome to disagree; that’s your right. Gods Bless America!
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