In light of the killings in Libya this week, I’ve decided that we need God to come down from the heavens to clear the air.
Now I’m not sure of the exact number of people who have died because of religion, but I’m confident that number is in the b’gillions.
I know God must be busy and all, and I know that it’s supposed to be faith that we keep living our lives by, but that just doesn’t make sense to me if all we’re doing is hating and killing one another because of it. I don’t think a five minute meeting is too much to ask for his creation. Five minutes out of all of history. I just think we deserve a right to know. What’s the one true religion and what does he want from us?
Before one more person dies by the hand of someone who completely misunderstands what their religion is teaching them, don’t we deserve to know the truth? There’s no more perfect time for God to come to Earth to hold a town hall meeting. We have cameras, satellites, blogs, and everything else imaginable to capture it so that people living 2,000 years from now will know that God was actually here in the flesh.
Then again, maybe the problem is that there isn’t one god but many. Even the Old Testament has the occasional allusion to this idea. And all the while, the gods may have left humanity behind to create life somewhere else in the universe like teachers leaving their classrooms at the beginning of the day trusting their students to work hard and do the right thing until they get back. Or maybe the gods simply use us to solve their own disputes. Maybe this is all some kind of turf war. It wouldn’t be the first time.
Maybe God is so different from the rest of us that he could be right in front of us and we’d never know. Maybe he’s not a he but an it. Maybe it doesn’t have a consciousness. Maybe it has a super-consciousness. Maybe it loves all of us despite our imperfections. Maybe it hates each and every one of us. Maybe it didn’t create the universe and instead stumbled upon it. Maybe it can’t hear us. Maybe it wants us to leave it alone.
Maybe we shouldn’t worry about it.
I’ve never seen God come down to Earth to make someone stand in the corner for making a bad decision, but I’ve never seen him pat someone on the back for making a good one either. Perhaps it’s not faith we need but perspective. If we always do what we think God wants, then how do we know if we’re really doing the right thing? If the only reason that you don’t steal from your company is because you don’t want to get fired, then are you a good person or a coward?
I think there are a lot of people in the world who are so busy worrying about what God wants that they never think about doing the right thing. I have a hard time believing that when a gay student gets beat up at school, a mosque gets vandalized, or innocent people are killed over someone else’s actions it’s because it was the right thing to do.
Maybe God will never give us the answers because all God wants is for us to think for ourselves.