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Friday, June 10, 2011

Just Call Me Stupid

Art by Martinho Isidro Correia
Yesterday’s blog found me in a world without love.  All of the good things characteristic of love were absent—an outlook filled and overflowing with being hopeful, positive, imaginative, forgiving, and joyful all resting on a belief in heaven above and a loving God that cares about each and every one of us.  Looking back, I have resolved never return to that hellish limited view of life again.  I am fully aware that I stand open to the criticism that I am being unrealistic—a more realistic vision being based on an individual’s short lifespan filled with sharp limitations, disappointments, and even futility.  I reject this view and choose to believe otherwise.  If this makes me unrealistic and too weak to see the world as it really is—then so be it, just go ahead and call me weak and unrealistic.  Frankly, I am not at all convinced that we are better off as a species without our delusions (if that be what they are) of a divine loving father imbuing each of us with eternal significance.  In other words, I am not at all convinced that humanity is better off without faith.  I am not at all sure that “being realistic” is in fact being realistic, in fact being true to what is—“what is so regardless of what we may say about it.”  Assessing which view is delusional is itself always fundamentally based on belief. I align myself with the words and Christian faith of I Corinthians 15:55 (NIV) underscoring the reality of eternity: “Where, O death, is your victory? /Where, O death, is your sting?”  

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