I am deeply troubled these days with the latest "fad" (at least, I hope and pray it is such) of trying to force God on one another, like children who need potty training, or the severely disabled who have to be fed by spoon. Of necessity, this means making another accept "my" form or belief of God, wholesale, without compromise. I find it distasteful.
Many of my readers in Facebook are convinced I am atheist: good. And well they should, for I am ever ready to counter any argument concerning "god" with one that can be equally plausible without one. There is little reason to trumpet a deity as a sole reason, when several reasons that do not include a deity will do just as well.
I also cannot accept blaming a deity (and blame it is) for the faults and misdeeds of people, when it is people who do those deeds, and those same people that should answer and repay or repair their damages. People do far too much harm in this world "in the name of God," then hold themselves blameless. This is nothing more than an extension of the entitlement culture that is tearing down society as a whole, only with a divine excuse.
God is quiet. God comes in whispers, not in shouts and yells. Even Our Lord says to pray, not as the Pharisees, with trumpets blaring, but in secret, so no one knows. He tells us to gives alms so secretly that "your right hand knows not what your left hand is doing."
God comes on the midwatch, in the machinery space of a submarine on fire. I know, I have met Him. But you have to be very, very quiet; hold your breath, and you can just hear Him.
Crow
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