God’s ways are mysterious, of this I have no doubt. These days I’ve been too busy to keep up with the blogs I typically savor, much less to comment. I do occasionally glance at a dozen or so tweets, just to maintain some sense of connectedness with the people-of-ether that I care about. This week a strange thing happened, apparently as a series of impulses.
I was at work – working, busy, not feeling any particular need to engage in a debate with a stranger.
On an impulse, I randomly checked Twitter and caught a tweet from Brian.
On another impulse, I clicked the link and read the post. It seems Brian’s friend Mark, in response to a comment/question from Brian (“Is it that you don’t believe in God, or that you don’t believe in a particular definition of God? “), was explaining his theism. Mark is articulate and thought-provoking, but I wandered away with no clearer understanding of what he believes or why he believes what he believes. He did make clear that he does not believe in God as our Father and Creator.
“So yes to both of Brian’s questions. While I do believe that we are working toward a final destination, I don’t believe in God and I don’t believe in a particular definition of God. I just don’t think our human brains are capable of understanding what is really out there and what this is really about. And they don’t need to be.”
For some reason (again, an impulse) I left a comment questioning the Why? of his beliefs. Maybe I just felt the need for some apologetics. I don’t often find myself in a situation where I can explore my own or others’ beliefs.
I’m glad Mark didn’t mind my questions. In the end, I don’t think I satisfied my own curiosity or expressed my own beliefs very well. Another commenter volunteered to help clarify my perspective, which I’d appreciate. If I’m going to finish the non-fiction work I started some two years ago regarding God’s role in our lives as a loving and caring Father, I suppose I’d better spend a little more time figuring out how to express my thoughts on this topic.
Given my faith, and my trust in God’s influence in my life, it occurs to me that God is nudging me along, encouraging me to explore and analyze my beliefs so I can do what He is calling me to do. Yes, I do believe that God is our Father and that He lovingly places His hands on our shoulders and guides us along the paths of righteousness for His sake. And for that, I am eternally grateful.
Let me hear of your unfailing love each morning, for I am trusting you. Show me where to walk, for I give myself to you. Ps 143:8