So I have never really understood how it is that you can love something that you can't touch...people of faith amaze me. It is different for me I guess. There are things that I know for an absolute certainty, but not because I have "faith" in them. Faith to me implies a kind of moral hesitancy. Like, "It takes a lot for me to believe in this because it will be impossible to prove." Well if that's the case, than you can never be proven wrong, can you? Then that kind of makes you a coward, doesn't it? You will never have to show that you were right about anything that you said, because you can fall back on faith. It seems like a cop-out to me.
Honestly, I don't mean this to sound mean or spiteful; it's just that there are so many things that you can see and you can touch and that are proven to you every day. Faith in a god of any kind seems strange when godliness surrounds us. Beauty is in everything, and I do mean everything. There is even beauty in ugliness and hardness and wrath. We are so blind to so much that surrounds us because we are distracted by the immediacy of our lives. That damn stop light, the morning wait in line at the Starbucks (and how long is that guy gonna take anyways?), the bank balance...a million little things that make up our lives and none of them have even the slightest hint of reality in them.
What we are is so much more than that.
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