I don’t too often see myself as any great paragon of
rational thinking. My thought patterns are generally fun-based. I usually think
of things in the manner that allows me the highest level of cognitive amusement.
But every once in a while I display some actual analytical thought.
A few days ago I was talking to a friend and coworker who
was shot while driving near a tough, gang-infested neighborhood. He was an
innocent bystander if ever there were one. The bullet passed through the side
of the car door and struck him in the midsection. He was able to drive to a
nearby hospital where he underwent some emergency surgery to stop the internal
bleeding. My coworker spent a few days in the hospital and missed about two
weeks of work. When he returned he described exactly what happened. He then concluded
his story by stating that God had obviously been watching out for him, and had saved
his life.
I listened with interest to my friend’s narrative but when
he brought God into the mix, my rational thinking went into gear. See, to my
way of thinking, if God figured into the near-tragic event, then why didn’t He
arrange it so the wayward bullet missed my co-worker entirely? If God’s hand
was involved in the whole ordeal, my analysis would be that God was upset with
my friend enough to want him wounded, but not so upset as to allow that wound
to cause death. Unlike my coworker, I definitely would not thank God because a gunshot wound happened to be non-fatal. If someone were to shoot me in the foot
without provocation, would I thank that person for not shooting me in the
head? I don't think so. I would hold God to that same standard.
In my attempts to abandon my atheism and again become a
theist, it is just that type of objective thinking that gets me into trouble. And
I’d love to once again be a Christian, a real
Christian, a believer, but I can’t seem to do it. My brain keeps getting in
the way and ruining it.
The reality is; there is far
more evidence that extraterrestrial beings have visited Earth than there is
evidence of a god. There is really no evidence that there is a god, but there
are photos of flying saucers, albeit dubious photos. So, logically, if a person
is going to believe that there is a god, that person should by all rights also believe
in extraterrestrial beings. It has to do with objective thinking, and standards
of evidence.
There are a lot of positive things I can say about being an
atheist. I don’t have to pray. I don’t take time out to bow to any superior
being. I can eat what I want any day of the week, all year around. But I’d make all the required sacrifices if I could be emotionally comforted by a god, even if that god
were just imagined. The trouble is; just when I’m making some headway into
convincing myself that there really is a god, something comes along and derails
all the progress, something like a non-fatal gunshot, and someone’s irrational interpretation
of it.
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