Say, this is rich. I, arch-cynic and loudly dressed atheist, had a bout of spiritual conflict the past week. Not my first. I considered the use of prayer, and this was for the first time since Jesus freaks wondered Haight Ashbury.
People have spiritual needs. Fears. Social/Emotional urban rehab zones in the head area. Panic attacks. There are arcane possibilities that can scare the shit out of you. If there exists a benevolent All Mighty, it's logical to strike up some sort of extra-natural diplomacy. I'm guessing people might assume a position subordinate to God. Not something I normally admit, I got my knees dirty praying just the other day. It didn't come close to eradicating philosophical doubt, though. There remains a diverse portfolio of doubts to plumb through.
Almost no one believes God has to take orders from people. Some believe He/She honors requests based on some sort of merit system, while another rare few see it all as a lottery in which your number comes up and you go off to one type of glory or other. People are admitted to heaven when the aggregate of virtues on their card spells 'bingo.' Some people worship scratch-off cards. I'm giving honest, pained meditations a fair run at the dog track.
So many of us are in divine receivership after going belly up in the career department. That's my worst source of anxiety. Sometimes a career can seem 'God-forsaken,' even to a secularist. Mine is. This time around, I'm stumping for inner peace. It's one of the many policies and contracts in a fat portfolio of spiritual concepts.
People have spiritual needs. Fears. Social/Emotional urban rehab zones in the head area. Panic attacks. There are arcane possibilities that can scare the shit out of you. If there exists a benevolent All Mighty, it's logical to strike up some sort of extra-natural diplomacy. I'm guessing people might assume a position subordinate to God. Not something I normally admit, I got my knees dirty praying just the other day. It didn't come close to eradicating philosophical doubt, though. There remains a diverse portfolio of doubts to plumb through.
Almost no one believes God has to take orders from people. Some believe He/She honors requests based on some sort of merit system, while another rare few see it all as a lottery in which your number comes up and you go off to one type of glory or other. People are admitted to heaven when the aggregate of virtues on their card spells 'bingo.' Some people worship scratch-off cards. I'm giving honest, pained meditations a fair run at the dog track.
So many of us are in divine receivership after going belly up in the career department. That's my worst source of anxiety. Sometimes a career can seem 'God-forsaken,' even to a secularist. Mine is. This time around, I'm stumping for inner peace. It's one of the many policies and contracts in a fat portfolio of spiritual concepts.
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