The older I get, the less I
believe a God (aka creator) can exist.
It’s a pity, of course, but there it is.
It was always a slippery concept to hold on to, little more than a straw
to grasp at when feelings of insignificance overwhelm us—as they always do
when, for example, we face death and fear an eternity of not being. Or when we look up into the evening sky lit by countless stars. There are several
hundred million stars in our own Milky Way galaxy and a hundred million
galaxies in the universe. It’s hard to feel specially chosen under the
circumstances.
It may be even more difficult to
believe a creator is responsible for our own planet. What kind of God would put his children in
the way of such harm as the tsunami of 2004 in Indonesia that killed about a quarter
million men, women, and children—or the 2010 earthquake in Haiti that may have
killed just as many. Some four million
lost their lives in the 1931 China floods.
Isn’t our creator supposed to be all good and all powerful? How could he allow such disasters to his
children? Why would he have put us in such a hostile environment? No, believing in a God becomes
very difficult indeed—unless he’s an evil God, and who wants to believe
that?
It may be hardest to believe any God could have created so many beings (in his image!) who are so very evil, like the terrorists who attacked the World Trade Center on 9.11.01, killing some 3,000 people—or an individual like Adolf Hitler, who killed six million of God’s own children in concentration camps. How can an all good and all powerful God allow such evil to exist? That is, of course, the age-old conundrum that people of faith, as they are called, have to ignore to sleep at night.
What I do like about believers is that they have created rituals. I am a big believer in rituals because they elevate the dreariness of daily living, give it a glory and purpose and shine. And anything that promotes good behavior, civilizing behavior, is good, whether it's a wedding service, funeral rite, or the singing of the national anthem before a sporting event. Rituals sanctify moments in lives that would be emptier without them.
That said, excesses of the religious spirit promote conversion-furies that cause wars and horrible destruction. And excesses of nationalism have created nations that embark on ethnic cleansing, a bitter anger directed at minorities who are "threatening" somebody's idea of a cherished bloodline and an idealized "way of life." Rituals notwithstanding, we have to fight diligently against the religious impulse that leads to Holy Wars and the patriotic impulse that leads to land-grabbing wars.
Which is one reason atheism is attractive. Atheists behave themselves, promote civilization, stand up for brotherhood, live the good life, pursue answers to universal questions—all without feeling the slightest need to make everyone else think as they do. They are actually more moral than religious people because they do all that without the expectation of a reward for good behavior. Or the fear of punishment. That is: they aren't motivated by heaven or hell. Their belief system is admirable in that sense. Brave. Human and glorious. Good for them.
Now, if they could just come up
with a few good rituals. . . .
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