“God is dead!”
Someone actually said that in a sentence.
In my definition
I can hardly speak of God
only in language that resembles baby-talk.
If I had to define God,
I can only try in reflection seen around me.
Still, it would hardly define God.
If I looked beyond myself
and tried to explain the origins of what I saw,
and pondered on the origin of matter
I would still feel that my language level
would be elementary.
What could a person mean?
There is no longer a God because we say so?
There is no longer a need for God because we say so?
Maybe it means that if we say there is no God -
that God is dead,
then we have no reason to answer
for anything we do.
If God is dead
He doesn’t exist in my life.
I can do anything I can get by with
and whatever is done alone is allowable.
If God does not exist,
He doesn’t not live in anyone else.
I may treat them any way that is good for me.
My riches are what I earned,
whether in upright or shady dealings.
My possessions, my toys, my goods of any kind,
are what I have generated.
I am a self-made man.
All this follows if God is dead,
and, if that is true,
pity the poor soul who is so foolish
to think the opposite.
I can do unto others…
Does this make a self-made person
a god unto himself?
It seems that the world revolves around that person.
I am my own world.
What a foolish thought!
If we could put reasons for my existence,
or for my continuing life,
it is based on a live God,
however described.
It is based on a relationship with God
that sent His Son,
and that I could try to take in
with my human mind.
I could try to grasp His presence in others
and let my actions reflect my belief.
I could live within the thought that
whatsoever I did for anyone,
I would be doing for Him.
God for me is not dead,
but still only defined by reflection,
seen in nature’s beauty,
in the majesty of the heavens,
and in the delicacy of the smallest wildflower.
I have trained myself to see something more
than just a world there for my bidding,
yet, what is around me supports me,
so that I may continue to see
the face of God everywhere
and the hand of God in the events of my life.
God is alive!
Alleluia!
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