Fact: We are going to die.Unfortunately, that is the most evident fact in everyday
life.People die every day.It’s depressing to hear, no one likes to hear
it; I certainly don’t.We don’t know when we are going to die or how.I’m not trying to lead on to a sermon here.If anything, I’m curious to hear what other
people’s thoughts are out there in the world.The thing is, when I have come across other people’s thoughts on
websites, whether believers or atheists, it becomes pretty hostile.I think it is unnecessary to be cruel to a
person because they are an atheist or because they believe in God or because
they are unsure what they believe. Blogging has become kind of like a hobby to
just get things of my chest publicly that I am ok to share and not expecting or
hoping for responses.However, with this
blog entry, I do hope for responses.No
gimmicks or ads here, just a human being here that wants to hear what you
think.With that said, if you are an
atheist, I’d love to hear your thoughts on why you are an atheist.If you believe in God, I’d love to hear your
thoughts on why you believe in God.If you’re in the middle
and not sure, I’d still love to hear your thoughts.
Please feel free to share this page.I am honestly looking to hear your thoughts.
must be respectful towards others, no hostility or putting down others.This is not the place.Thank you!
To science I ask, please explain to me the human heart.When I first became pregnant, I saw my son through the ultra sound monitor and he was just a blinking dot which was his heart beat. It was amazing and the most beautiful moment of my life, ever. It was bliss that I felt I could touch heaven and the skies. The miracle of life is an awesome, wonderful miracle that blew me off my feet. It’s a love that pierces you deep inside to your soul and mind.
Having experienced birth, evolution is unfounded. How did life come about?What purpose is there? I don’t accept that we’re just doomed to die with no afterlife, hence my belief that if God is a myth, then living must be in vain.
Living life without any sort of accountability is not logical to me. I understand to live life as you want and “not care what anybody thinks.” So what, right? The truth is gratification is temporary. There are always consequences and accountability to each and every one of our actions, whether positive or negative. We aren’t given a second chance in life. It’s a blessed freedom to choose God and I honestly respect those who differ. I want to understand why everyone differs and will continue the quest. I feel a release in my heart and freedom in the truth to choose that there is a God. It is said that the Bible is manmade. However, there is no argument that the human heart is most certainly not man made.
“You do not understand how the wind blows,
or how the embryo grows in a woman’s womb:
no more can you understand the work of God, the Creator of all.” (Eccles 11:5)
When I think of the disgusting and horrible things that
happen in the world, especially involving children, I question how could there
be a God? The suffering and agony that
humans go through from other humans is too much to handle. It’s unbearable. It’s an awful reality to accept that there are
appalling things that occur around the world that we are not even aware of!
How could God allow such things to happen? How can an almighty God allow abuse, torture,
beatings, blood and the most unimaginable things ever? What possible plan or purpose could there be
for this? How could God permit this… how
could God be omnipresent and not stop these things from happening? If I could loudly scream here at the top of my
lungs: WHY, WHY, WHY?
It’s a very lonely and dark, awful place to dwell thinking
about all these unanswered questions and thoughts. Dwelling in these thoughts gives me hopelessness,
fear and depression.I think they are
valid questions that deserve an answer and explanation, yet I have no answers
Contemplating atheism, I hit a wall where I don’t want to
turn to God.I get angry, sad and
It’s then that I am reminded of something that God did in my
life.My hope, faith and proof that God became
real in my life:God saved my Dad.
My father was an alcoholic and drug user that at one point
abandoned us. My mother was also very
unstable in the situation. It was a very rough upbringing of verbal and
physical abuse and dealing with an alcoholic father.
When I was about eight years old, my mom would take my
sister and me to prayer services where the staff would gather in a circle on
our knees to pray to God.Although I
really hated these prayers services, I decided to participate on several occasions
to pray.Particularly on one occasion, I
remember vividly, I gave it all I had in me and prayed on my knees, begging and
crying to God to save my dad. I loved my
father very much. I didn’t want him to
die from his alcohol and drug problem. I felt like something would happen to
him. I hated that my parents would fight. I prayed to God that my Dad would give
up alcohol and drugs and surrender his life to God.
God heard loud
and clear.My dad surrendered his life
to God and he no longer is an alcoholic and his life doesn’t depend on drugs
anymore. He is actively part of a church
and dedicates every single morning to personal devotions with God and reading
scripture.He is a changed man and it’s my
Dad’s example that brings me back to God.
I believe in my heart that God created the world, as the
Bible says, and that Jesus died on the Cross for our sins.
I believe the relationship between God and the human race is
that of a child with an adult. As a child, I never understood my parent’s
restrictions and teachings of life. It
didn’t make sense and there was a desire to rebel. Now as an adult and as a mom, their rules make
sense. I feel the same is with life and God.We have free will and the consequences, our own, and the whole idea of God
doesn’t make sense.
When I ponder atheism, I still wonder about the horrible
crimes of this earth. Will the people who caused horrendous crimes and
evil-doing just get away with it? Are there no consequences? That’s it?It’s over?Just like the same question can be asked about God of what possible plan
could there be with life, the same question I have to atheism, what then?
One of the human traits I despise the most is selfishness.
It is hard for me to accept that is a flaw and it’s embarrassing to admit that
I can be selfish sometimes but it’s true. However, I strive not to be selfish. I don’t
want my son to grow up to be selfish either.Pride can rip at my heart and build a wall to live a life without God
and not needing him and surrendering to him and I don’t want that.It doesn’t give me peace.
I decide against atheism because I truly, with all my heart,
find that there is more to this life than just the human race and universe.Although I have the same questions and
concerns as atheists, especially regarding people and children who have
suffered and been killed innocently, I choose to put all those feelings, life’s
burdens, obstacles and fears to God and surrender that I don’t have the
answers and to just trust God.To deny God’s existence to me
is on the contrary, unrealistic.
I’ve read where God is said to be a myth.To me, God gave life.Life is real, I see it, I feel it, I hear it;
and if I put my hand on my chest and focus for a second, can feel my heartbeat.It’s a heartbeat that outside of my control
will have an end one day…and that to me is, undeniable.
Isaiah 40:28-31. (NIV)
28 Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom.
29 He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.
30 Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall;
30 but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
Sometimes, I wish I had the answers to life and everything
that is going on.I don’t get why things
happen.It’s a cliché to say but life
sure is a mystery.
My grandfather died this past Tuesday, and writing about it
is of most comfort right now.
He had diabetes and had suffered with it a long time. His
body just basically shut down.
I visited my family at the ER and saw him after he had
passed.He looked like he was sleeping
and like he would wake at any moment.That
is how peaceful he looked.
As I stood in front of him and looked at him, it’s an overwhelming
feeling to know that although he is physically there, he was gone.I thought about where his spirit could be and
whether he was around us and if he can see us.I was thinking about that because I have read stories of people who
experienced the afterlife briefly but came back to life. In some of the
stories, the person can see themselves dead on the hospital bed and the people standing around, so I just wondered.
It is a time such as the one being in front of my deceased
grandfather where my beliefs are reaffirmed that there is more to life than
just the human race and this planet.
If you can’t see something, then how can you believe
it?That is a valid question by people
who do not believe in God.I have wondered
So that brings me to wonder about souls and spirits.If they don’t exist, what kept him
alive?What keeps your heart beating?
Even if you are healthy, what keeps your heart beating?
As humans we see each other every day.We interact, function, work, etc.We are alive and breathing.Although I can talk to you and
look you straight in the eye, what keeps you alive?I can’t see what keeps you alive.Are we just dead after we die and nothing
more? We are just made to be in coffins forever or to be ashes forever?
I think about when I was first pregnant with my son.How did he come to be? How did I even know he
was there besides just a positive pregnancy test?We now have the wonderful technology of
ultrasounds, and I was able to see my son when he was just a blinking dot on
the ultrasound screen.It was the most
magical moment of my life.What about
those people back in time when ultrasounds weren’t around, up until the baby
was born, how did they know that there was a person living inside of them?They may have felt the baby, but can’t see
the baby. The miracle of babies is
another reaffirmation of my belief in God.
These are just my thoughts; I've been fascinated with
God since I was a child.Although I
cannot see God, faith is really what keeps my beliefs strong.Yet, I know and respect those against the
belief of God and that say he is a myth. I see their points.I certainly continue reading on about atheism and science’s view because
heck, I would be a liar to write that I have never been skeptical. I still always have questions.However, I don’t find that science has all
the answers.I think it is okay for one
to acknowledge and say that they do not have all the answers.
I am thankful for my family and that through difficult
times, God is always reliably there for me.