The Great Cosmic Babysitter Pt. 1
I have discussed in my previous posts that I chose as an adult to react to the sexual and physical abuse I survived as a child and adolescent by becoming self-destructive. For years, I drank, smoked pot, and spent my free time in an endless and fruitless search for love and/or sex. I no longer engage in any of these behaviors, but for years, I tried various spiritual programs to help free myself of the self-destruction. None worked.
I have done it on my own. It has been difficult. It has been painful. But, I am putting my life back together and I am doing so without resorting to wishful thinking and irrational beliefs. The truth is that I don’t believe in God and haven’t, despite all my attempts to “fake it ’til I made it.” As a teenager, I even considered going into the ministry, but realized the hypocrisy of trying to find God by bringing his message to others.
My first crisis of faith came at the age of six when I learned there was no Santa Claus. I asked my parents that if there was no Santa, how did I know there was a God? Their response was that I just had to believe there was. I don’t blame them, but this has basically been the response anyone I’ve asked about this has given for the last forty years. “We can’t tell you why; it just is.”
I need a bit more when I ask “Why?” than the simple reply “Because.”
Beautifully put and I had never thought about the Father Christmas ( sorry Santa to American friends, Father Christmas to most British friends well over a certain age that is!) angle before. God and I’m pushing fifty and this is the most exciting no god argument I’ve heard in years and really would make most people at least think about where they get their deep felt beliefs sparked and how truths can get twisted when parents have had enough of the paying for the stocking extra presents its time you grew up a bit!! ha ha!
Comment by Mike Ferguson — November 24, 2005 @ 7:17 am
Beautifully put and I had never thought about the Father Christmas ( sorry Santa to American friends, Father Christmas to most British friends well over a certain age that is!) angle before. God and I’m pushing fifty and this is the most exciting no god argument I’ve heard in years and really would make most people at least think about where they get their deep felt beliefs sparked and how truths can get twisted when parents have had enough of the paying for the stocking extra presents its time you grew up a bit!! ha ha!
Comment by Mike Ferguson — November 24, 2005 @ 7:22 am
Beautifully put and I had never thought about the Father Christmas ( sorry Santa to American friends, Father Christmas to most British friends well over a certain age that is!) angle before. God and I’m pushing fifty and this is the most exciting no god argument I’ve heard in years and really would make most people at least think about where they get their deep felt beliefs sparked and how truths can get twisted when parents have had enough of the paying for the stocking extra presents its time you grew up a bit!! ha ha!
Comment by Mike Ferguson — November 24, 2005 @ 7:24 am