One has to be a tad crazy to believe in the existence of a God. Our world seems to pose an unexplainable pointless reality populated with only assumptions and surmises. Our God, if one exists, is invisible, he or she or it, has no cable TV channel and seems to be blind to our ravages of injustice that we constantly dump on one another. Our God, if one exists, has no beginning and no end. We use the word eternal but what does that really mean? Time is not a constant, we have a thousand questions but few answers.
At this
point, the fur is standing up on the backs of God believers everywhere. These folk are the easy believers, they just
want an answer, any answer, from the pulpit of religion, the podium of politics
or the laboratories of science. Subconsciously,
they say, give us something to believe so that we can get on with living our
lives. You know, they are missing the forest by focusing only on the trees.
Abram, later
to be renamed Abraham, was not a tree watcher 4000 years ago. Abram was seeking the believer’s forest in one
of the far corners of the globe, the Ur of the Chaldees. The place is very
insignificant with few trees but the ring of the name is so
engaging, Ur of the Chaldees. Three of the five major worldwide religions,
Christianity, Islam and Judaism, claim this parttime desert nomad and shepherd keeper
as their spiritual father who inadvertently has reached billions of peoples
with a God message.
Abram was a tad crazy. One day, a day like every other, probably in the early morning hours pondering the stars while tending his herd of sheep, Abram believed he heard from the forest, the God Forest. Startled, he probably reacted like you or I would react, who me? The comedian George Carlin had a funny routine that exploited the humor in God craziness. As children, we all had a good laugh. Out of all the billions of earthlings, God is aware of my, Abrams, existence and this God has a plan for my, Abram’s, future.
Crazy it is!
G. Goslaw
Landers, CA
