Strangely, I have realized the truth in this. On this Easter day, I'll say that I do believe in God. However, I don't believe that He has a "plan" for us. We are born with free will. Much like a parent who watches a child make a wrong decision, and suffer the consequences, I think God feels disappointment when we make a poor choice in life, but it isn't part of his doing. His impact is not directly on our lives, but simply a feeling of comfort when we do the right thing, sort of like a proud parent. My first wife was not punished for leaving me by being beaten by the guy she left me for. My second wife is not being rewarded with what I can only believe is her ultimate desire of a relationship for leaving me. I'm not being punished for some wrong-doing that I can't identify with my trials in life. It just is. The beauty of being a human lies in perseverance.
Our life is a jumble of decisions. I believe it was Sartre that said we were doomed to a life of responsibility. I disagree with him, but then I find him a pessimist. We are blessed with a life of responsibility. We are constantly being given the chance to do the right thing. (Honestly, I had no intention of going this direction when I started this post. But, what the heck? It's coming out, anyway.) Too many people I've met respond not to their conscious, but to other people's coments/impact. Instead of doing what they know is right, they respond to other people's comments on what is right. I find this sad.
However, this post has gone on long enough. I like philosophy, though, so maybe I'll continue on another post!
My daughter is home... all is right in the world.






