I listened to a comic last night and he spoke about faith. I really liked what he had to say. He talked about how the things in the Bible are like a blanket to cover up a mystery of a unknowable truth. I thought it was a great way to articulate the idea.
In the last year, I have come to realize more and more that whatever is in the Bible, I can’t count on it as being historical truth. I really don’t know if any religion is built on anything except men wanting to use God for their own prideful means of attaining power over each other. Whenever I look at any religion, cult, etc., I only see human beings trying to exert power and control over each other. That’s not what God is about. He’s about giving up control and surrendering out of love.
The more I realize that things aren’t what they seem, I wonder about my own faith. If what I was taught about God and the church turned out to be false, would I lose my faith? The more I consider it, the more I realize it just isn’t possible. I don’t care if everything I ever learned about God was false. The reason is there’s a love inside of me that’s always been there. It is something deep inside of me that existed before I was born. I have felt it all my life. That’s God. Some force created me, and I feel it’s presence as a part of me. No one taught me that, I have just known about it somehow. No one can take that away from me. I could be told that this is all a dream, a computer simulation, or whatever else, but no one can take away that one part of this experience. A creator has touched my existence and I know it to be true. It is my faith and nothing can change that.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
