Originally posted by notsoperfect
reply to post by schuyler
I'm not a Buddhist. I'm a Christian.
I studied world religion when I was 22 years of age.
ditto--English & History major, had to study beaucoup religious & literary culture
I try to make connection to understand what all these mean.
ditto-- until I finally realized it was a colossal waste of time. Just like Kung-Fu Panda, I finally realized that there is no secret ingredient.
There is only truth and deception and they cannot be connected to each other.
As far as the nature of God, we are grossly limited as human beings to even remotely begin to attempt to wrap our brain around it. Everything we
know, everything that surrounds us, our thoughts, our bodies, our environment, our abstract and our tangible-- it is all finite. Even though
brilliant scientists speak of infinity, using infinite concepts, human beings by our very nature are incapable of truly comprehending such a thing.
Having said that, how can we presume to pass any type of informed judgment upon something we have no collective understanding of?
That's like me passing judgment upon someone on the other side of the world based on a picture of them, but on a grander-than-galactic scale with
cliche #1: A picture may speak a thousand words,
cliche #2: but looks can be deceiving.
especially if all I had to go by was a snapshot of a particular moment in time, in which I wasn't even present.
I am a believer, but I wrestle with God daily. Not out of rebellion or lack of reverence, but because the most important thing in my life is to get
to know and understand Him better. Most days I get a total a$$ whippin', but those occasional days I don't are exquisitely worth it. I still have a
long way to go, but I made my decision a while back that I was in it for the long haul.
In all honesty, the most epiphanic momentary glimpses I've ever had into the relationship between God and His creation, are only after becoming a
Sometimes my daughters think I'm the total bad-guy because they don't understand my motives.
They don't understand my reasoning.
They have no concept of my concern and why.
Sometimes I'm shocked at the nerve of my 3 or 5 year-old to question a decision I've made, having no idea of all the other issues and/or people that
may be involved and directly affected by it.
They simply don't understand, much less be capable of comprehending my explanation if I gave them one.
For cryin' out loud, at this point they don't even completely understand the concept of "time". I asked my 3 year old if she could remember the last
time she saw her shoes and her reply was, "last week a year ago." She had them on earlier that day.
Even though she doesn't understand, and even though she gets frustrated and pi$$ed off at me most of the time, I am patient with her because 1.) I
love her; and 2.) As her mother, I am acutely aware of her stage in development and her capabilities at those stages.
But also as her mother, I expect her to listen to my wisdom and to respect my decisions, regardless of whether she agrees with or sees the sensibility
I need her to trust me.
I need her to have faith in my love for her so that I can do what I need to do to be an exceptional parent, wife, friend, and all the other roles that
I fulfill each and every day that are all interwoven together and affected by my decisions.
Having said that, I am an imperfect, flawed human being.
If I, flawed as I am, can have those feelings for my children, then I have to trust that God, being perfection itself, already has and has always had
The simple fact that we are here and exist tells me that even though His creation suffered a deathly blow right out of the gate, so to speak, He
already knew and knows that it will still turn out according to His desire, which can only be perfection.
Therefore, I choose to trust in His wisdom and have faith in His love. Now, don't get me wrong, it ain't all puppy dogs and roses and I still get the
"WTF's" about all the crappy things in the world. But I also choose to believe that He 1.) Loved me first; and 2.) as my Creator, is aware of my
capabilities as well as my flaws
edit on 10/21/2010 by WashMoreFeet because: grammar......the English major in me, I s'pose......