It sucks that people currently enmeshed in a protest atheism assume that, if you are a person of faith, your faith must be blind.
As if I wasn’t aware of all the ways this life is suffering.
As if I could close my eyes to the atrocities human beings commit against each other. And shut my ears against the din of screams coming from a world in anguish.
I’m very tempted to use vulgarity to express the intensity of my personal reaction here… but, I won’t. I can’t. Not when some of the atrocities have been committed against me. Not when my own anguished screams contribute to the din.
And yet, I possess faith.
Not a faith in a detached, benevolent, Grandfatherly-type God. But in a God that draws near, and suffers right alongside His Creation.
Because I have suffered, I am not one of those cast-out– but one drawn especially near.
Using big words while we quote (at least in our minds) big people, we lose sight of what matters: the individual soul, searching in earnest for their God.
If you’ve come up empty in your own search, I’m sorry. My advice would be try harder.
Just because my search for my God has been more fruitful than yours, does not mean that I am somehow more worthy. Maybe, He rewards our earnestness.
And, it that the case, you need not apologize or make excuses to me. I’m well acquainted with the human condition. But, perhaps, an apology to Him is in order.