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God’s Will

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If there is ever any doubt about God’s will and you, a Google search or going the wordpress blogs will clear it up – not. There are hundreds of posts daily proclaiming what exactly God’s will is from a hundred different perspectives. I find it shocking how God’s will is so well known by thousands of different people, almost like they have a direct line to God.

This idea of one person knowing what God’s will is for each and every individual is pure fantasy. God’s will, does not exist in any manner as far as we humans are concerned. We are free to choose and to do whatever we wish as God stands by and watches.

If God preferred us to be clones, this post would not happen. Those who proclaim to have the inside track of God’s will, would not be proclaiming, as there would be nothing to proclaim. We would be living Gods will, and not thinking there was anything else.

G willCan we possibly know what God’s will really is, or even if it is? There is no written disinterested authority that can be called to account to further define what comprises God’s will. Worse yet, what is written about God’s will is very subjective and modified however one chooses to define it. It is common where one first decides what God’s will is, and then finds written proof to substantiate their position.

It is a silly thought, believing anyone can think on God’s level. Using a single phrase, series of separated phrases, or a complete paragraph from two thousand years ago, from a land and culture we do not really understand. You may as well get in your time machine, travel back a few millennia and tell people to start lighting their fires with a cigarette lighter. This would be just as clear to them, as their thinking is to us now.

There is an easy, foolproof way to understand how well your life and God’s purpose for your life mesh together. There are undeniable proofs everyone has access to, which we have always been aware of. Better than pretending to believe in some words written on paper that we really do not understand, we can know for certain what we are to do with our life and how we are to live.

Set aside quiet time, every day if you can, where your thoughts will not be intruded upon. I am suggesting meditation, or relaxation. If you really want to have a glimmer of God, you need a clear head. Let your mind wander and see where your wanderings take you. Observe at your thoughts without judging them or wondering if they are important enough. Let your thoughts flow where and as they will.

Depending on your spiritual state – which is highly influenced by your emotional and physical state – you will eventually start reflecting on how you are living your life. This is where you begin to learn what your life purpose is and how it fits into God’s purpose for you. As your mind wanders over what you are doing with your life, you will become aware, if you reserve judgment and opinion, exactly how and how you are not leading a life God would prefer you live.

Whether this is God speaking to you, reminding you, or directing your thoughts, this is where you may learn what you should be doing with your life. For some, the knowledge coming from unbiased observation is too great, and they refuse to acknowledge what they now know to be true. For others, they feel like they have touched the face and heart of God and change their life accordingly. For most of us, we land somewhere in between.

Only you can then choose to follow your path. You can continue rebel, and disobey what your heart knows is right, and that is okay too. The choice is yours. Like Pandora’s Box, once you know the difference between the life you lead and the life you should lead, the responsibility of your actions are on you. Choose wisely. Of course you can go on deliberating and questioning, pretending to not have the answers you need.

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On being perfect

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When I was in my late teens I was very much into God. I wanted to become exactly what God wanted me to become. Hedging my bets, I used to ask for proof. Proof would show up. I would ask for more proof, and more proof would happen.

Then one day I realized that no matter how much proof I asked for, and how many times in a row that proof would be given, proof made no real difference.

Trying to become something I was not did not make me a better person. I wasn’t any more popular. I never had a change of opinion on any subject that mattered. I realized little by little that asking for proof was like arguing with the wind. I could make a lot of noise arguing with the wind, but the wind would never care.

So it is with trying to become what I was not. Change did not make me perfect no matter how much proof there is to support my belief. Change did not really make my life better. Change did not really change anything that was important.

So it was with trying to be perfect. I chose to live the life I was living instead of the life I thought I should be living. I found that all trying to live the perfect life did for me was make me feel guilty.

I felt guilty about so much some days. I would feel guilty about how I felt about all the women I saw each day. I would feel guilty about wanting more in my life. I would feel guilty for not being satisfied with the way I looked. I would find myself feeling guilty for feeling guilty when I had so much and everyone else had so little. I started feeling like an pious fake, and that would make me feel guilty too.

Over the years I realized it is a study in futility to try to change me into something that may be more perfect for what I believe.

I am what I am, and that is enough. I am a perfect me in fact! Whether I am the picture perfect idea of what my belief system thinks I should be, or something less, I am what I am. What I am is the perfect me with my own uniquely perfect faults and flaws.

Competing with an ideal is a competition I could never win. God, and no one else should ever expect me to be different than what I am. If it was necessary for me to be someone else I would not be here to begin with. Someone else would be here, or I would be different. If I were indeed different what would be the point of being the original me to start with?

When I am gone from here…if I find out I am wrong about all this, I will have to cry foul. Nothing of such magnitude such as God – and I do not pretend to comprehend even imagine a sliver of the whole of God – would create or allow me to be created only to be changed into someone else. What would be the point?

But of course, this may be higher level spiritual thinking, or fooling myself, believing everything is perfect as it is?

Hmmm….or maybe Ommmm.

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Thoughts about God, belief, church, and the universe

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My belief system has changed over the years in interesting ways. As a child I had no belief system. How could I? I did not know belief systems existed. I was taken to church every Sunday by my Mother, but I never thought anything of it. I was to sit and be as quiet as possible for an hour or so. I had no real idea what was going on or what church was all about.

I remember the first time I had a religious conflict was when I asked the reasoning behind a story the class we were told by a Nun. I was sent to the priest for my indiscretion. As a Teenager, I had a lot of questions, and some answers were missing logic, common sense, or were not bible based. During my teenage years I drifted into something resembling animism. Little pieces of God sprinkled all over my little piece of the world, and across all earth and space.

Of course some people were not too happy with the idea that I could possibly think that God is everywhere, and not at some far off undefined spot watching how I spend my life, adding and removing weights to a scale whose purpose determines where I will spend eternity. My own life was complete though, because if I could see God in weeds growing in the yard, I could certainly imagine a little piece of God living in every human being in my world. That thought did not make some people happy, they felt I must be awful full of myself, to think God resides in each of us.

Slowly in the following years, God retreated from my life and reformed out in some distant undefined place. As this slow retreat happened, so did my dissatisfaction with organized religion which started looking more like a combination of a clique and business. Where belonging meant upholding the party line, and belief system, whatever it was depending on which church. The Church party line changed depending on where I went. This constant changing of ideology did not mesh with me for a church trying to have one unified face.

It certainly started looking once more as if God was in each human, plant, animal, rock, and piece of sand. Perhaps there was more to the idea of God than God hanging out somewhere far away waiting to decide my eternal fate. What if everything I knew or could conceive about my physical and spiritual self was because God had a thought once upon a time and I am a result of that thought? The idea seemed to tie up a lot of loose ends for me. God simply had a thought and everything I know is a result of that thought whenever and wherever it occurred.

I tried to put God on a scale I could comprehend and relate to. Something that was not as magnificent as the creation of the universe and distantly experiencing everything in it. My pets were a fair starting point. I decided yes, I do experience more with them than I could without them. Whenever I am around them I am part of them and they are a part of me as we share almost the same space. I saw them young and happy, I see them sick, I see them as they grow older. In a small way I experience their life as they live it.

I do not stand with a clipboard with a sheet of paper on it and a line drawn down the middle, one side good and one side bad, keeping a running tally of how I perceive them. My pets are, and they do not decide what is good or not. I do not have the trouble of trying to decide whether they are more good than bad, or bad than good. I do not have to consider whether they do something because they are tired, sick, distressed, or just mean and angry.

After I worked my way through this, I decided this must be how the world is from God’s perspective. It is not important whether I think God is in everything in the universe, that God is in some distant place, or whether God lives in me or not. Deciding those ideas is not important, and something that I can not really determine no matter how I try. Once I arrived at this thought, my beliefs became simpler, yet more encompassing.

Other posts of possible interest:

Scientology verses the right to believe what we choose

Basic truth, sharing, and the fundamentals of belief

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