Forum member once-upon-a-time left a posting having to do with the
subject of belief in God.
crux of the posting was that this person was no longer so sure that
they still believed in the God that they had been brought up to believe
in. Having now lived through difficult and hard to accept experiences,
they’d come to the conclusion that they might now be an agnostic
and even leaning toward a stance of atheism.
At the same
time, it was confusing to them, because astrology had become a comfort
for them in that it displayed there was some sort of order to the
Never having been one to be especially plagued with doubts of the
existence of a supreme being, I surfed away from this thoughtful but
slightly confusing forum post.
it over... I realized that this sincere and searching individual was
most probably not an agnostic or atheist about the idea of there being
a God. They were, however, in limbo about the childhood God that they
had been brought up to believe in.
I, too, many years ago had gone through this painful limbo and through
my own personal "dark night of the soul" struggles with
God and who God is (or isn't). I, myself, had walked away from God
and then back again.
a very long time since I, myself, believed in the limiting and judgmental
God of my young adulthood years.
painful death of this God (created in my own image) nevertheless never
negated my belief in the divine and/or in my sense of divine purpose.
In fact - into my late 30s to early 40s it had become an almost humorous
yearly ritual weighing the decision of whether or not to attend seminary
in preparation for "the ministry."
Logging off the Internet, I began winding down from my long and emotionally
draining day. Crawling into bed, I pulled out my copy of a novel I'd
recently begun, "Angels and Demons" written by Dan Brown,
and author of the best-seller "Da Vinci Code."
where I’d left off… one of the main characters of "Angels
and Demon," Vittoria (a conveniently beautiful and world renowned
CERN scientist), asked the novel’s hero, Harvard professor Dr.
Robert Langdon a probing question. She wanted to know if he, an expert
in the study of religious symbols, still believed in God.
After a rather
lengthy and heady reply having to do with the various world religions
(and sounding eerily reminiscent of a "sermon" I might have
given on the topic), she interrupted Langdon saying that she hadn’t
asked him whether or not he believed in one of the religions conceived
of by men. She wanted to know if he believed in God.
As it has many times in the past, the universe had caught my attention
with this "out of the blue" synchronicity - and so much
for my hoped for goal of winding down and falling asleep.
I suppose that you're now expecting me to provide an answer and/or
moral to the story as to why the universe wanted to catch my attention
at that particular moment. However, I believe (no pun intended) that
I've previously mentioned in this series of articles on the subject
of Fate, that I had plans of being better at asking you hard questions
than that of giving you easy answers.
be honest, all this talk of God and/or the belief in God wasn't happening
in a vacuum. However, I share a little more about that in the series
of Death and Dying articles: "A
Time To Live, a Time To Die."
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