There have been times in my life that I wish that I had a God to turn to; some deity that would show me a sign that not all was lost.  I have experienced intense hopelessness, numbness and total disillusion with life.  It would have been so soothing to have the ability to turn to a higher power in the sky for healing and inspiration.  But, even though I often wonder about the possibility of the existence of a God(capitalized out of respect to those who do have faith), I always come back to the state of disbelief.

If there was a God, would over 260,000 people die in Somalia from 2010 to 2012?   Would Black children be suffering from lead in their water in Flint, Michigan? Would there be millions of homeless people all over the world?   Would the sound of indifference be so loud?   Would greed win out over compassion?

The cruelty that takes place daily makes it impossible for me to believe in a God.  I know some religious leaders say that “God works in mysterious ways.”  Really?   What kind of convoluted logic is that?  Some of these same leaders say that people bring suffering upon themselves because they don’t pray enough or don’t worship the correct religion or God.  Who can listen to this nonsense?  So all those immersed in poverty have no one to blame but themselves?   These leaders also add that the power of satan(not going to capitalize that one for anybody), takes over when one lets their guard down.  Come on!!!   Really?

I believe that organized religion has joined government and media in the social control trifecta.  They are joined by their cousin big pharma which is designed to anesthetize and create drug dependency.  Their goal is to allow the rich to get richer and force the remainder of us to serve them.   

The anger and the rage spill over and I just get exhausted.  Then I notice a flower, perfectly formed and fragrant.  I wonder how this amazing natural plant was created.  I take a deep breath then look at the bright blue sky and am overpowered by its beauty.  How is beauty created?  It can’t be created by a God because kids are obliterated by war and a true God could/would prevent this, right?  Beauty is a mystery.

Sometimes I feel a warmth that comes with the sunrise.  I feel joy when I see my soul mate smile.  I am filled with excitement when I hear Stevie Wonder sing.    I believe in the power of love and that will keep my heart open as I travel through the mysteries of life.

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