Dear GA,
I can’t help thinking about all the people suffering around the world, especially innocent people that didn’t do anything wrong. Like they were just minding their own business in those little villages in Japan, and then a wave comes and washes them away, or worse yet, and I know, washes their mom and dad away, and they have nothing but sorrow.
I’ve been thinking about them too. It is very sad. I just want to acknowledge that and sometimes it seems best not to try to rationalize why those things happen, but rather first just let the love and tears come out.
Well, I wasn’t looking for some pat answer to make it all better, but you must have something to say. Please don’t say that was an act of God. If God does stuff like that, I’d rather no know him. What do you think GA?
I think the whole idea that these things are acts of God comes from the time we were all living in caves carrying around spears, and we felt like the whole world was efffing with us.
OMG! You said the F bomb? Sort of?
Nicole, why is it that you can say these things but you expect me to talk in some foreign language. I’m just talking your language, accommodating to your potty mouth teen-angst-uneducated-low-class way of speaking.
You’re a real…well, if I said it, then I’d just be confirming what you just said. Put it this way, I know you’re just joking with me, and I’m glad you are “accomodating” to my level — the level of the REAL! So, welcome to the real world, space cadet. Now, you got a point. It can feel like God is…
OK, OK, MESSING with us. Think about it, the Greeks and Romans picked right up on it, they refined their paranoia about the world, and how small they were, and how every mysterious consequence of nature or fortune seemed to be happening TO them, so they made up all these gods who were actually playing with the human race like pons in a chess game, or worse. But that’s not the God I know. Mind you, I’ve never actually sat down and had a conversation with the Big Guy, but it’s not the God I know inside or the God anyone here in heaven talks about.
What do they say?
They say, and I know this is true, that really God is love.
Oh duh. That’s so trite.
No, listen. It’s not that God is loving, like some guy with a long beard on a throne who happens to be very loving, except if you cross him up and he sends a lightening bolt your way, or throws you into hell. That doesn’t happen. God is LOVE. I mean that in the sense of God is LIFE, ENERGY, that Creative Force outside and inside the universe that lives and moves in all things, sending only the warmth and light of his very nature to us and into us, and through us, and everything. Never think of God “doing it to you.” God is bigger than that. God doesn’t DO bad things, because LOVE doesn’t do bad things. It won’t. It…ready?….wait for it….wait for it…God can’t do bad things. It’s against his very nature.
So, stuff happens and then you die?
Hahah, thanks for controlling your mouth. Well, it’s complicated, having to do with Divine Love and human freedom, and from that the forces of good and evil, which are results of how we receive God’s love and incorporate it into our lives for negative or good, and how that affects the spiritual realities, and yep, even the weather, and also ties into just the laws of nature itself, and being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
You’re either being very deep or just throwing me off track by using big words and concepts to make me think you’re on to something.
More for some other time. I promise. But what I do want you to see, is that even in the worst of times, don’t think of God as being on the other end of the big stick when it goes WHAM! Rather think of God as being the incredible force of love surrounding all in pain, inside all bringing relief, in the laws of nature and spirit helping good come out of everything, I mean everything, if you let it happen. You don’t have to accept bad things, just accept that there is a force in this world that is care itself, pulling you so gently out of the pit, sometimes quite literally. And those who were swept away…a moment of fear and pain and darkness awakens to a world of light and peace. I know. I was with many of them yesterday. They are safe, warm, comforted, and we’re all going to be together someday, in this new world called heaven. I know you know this, or you wouldn’t be talking to me.
Well, like I said. I feel such pain for them. But what you are saying is even in the pain, don’t give up on the forces of love working in those times, unseen forces that do amazing things in the worst of times.
Yep, something like that.
Or like shit happens, but you’re never left alone in it.
No, I wouldn’t have put it that way. Some day maybe you’ll grow up.
Yeah, after you, Sir.
