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I believe in God. Not necessarily on Faith. I see plenty of physical proof of God’s presence all around me. If I but look.
In the present moment there are many things that give evidence of God to me. I can look into the faces of the people I love who populate my life and see God. The way the sun lights up the curtains next to my desk. My water bottle, beside me always. Like Masaru Emoto prescribes, I have a label on it that says Joy. I look at it and think joyful thoughts, thereby infusing the bottle with that emotion. That’s pretty strong evidence, I think.
How about the truly magical Modern Conveniences we have at our fingertips each and every day? Who but a benevolent God gives us such wonders? The computer and what it can do and all the places it can take me! My blessed Pandora, that sends me musical messages of guidance, brings me to tears, gets me up and dancing, or allows me a few minutes of breath and awareness during my favorite songs. It’s hot outside, I’m kept cool. It’s raining, I have light to work by. Cooking and cleaning are a breeze. I am connected by Internet or phone to almost anyone I please. With a few key strokes I can discover the answers to just about any question. Can you call this any less than physical proof?
What else could paint such Art out my back door – a plethora of golden sunlight and delicate shades of green, strong browns and blacks. In exquisite detail, moving in the breezes, playing with the light. Just the perfect mix of colors and textures. God is quite an Artist and generous with His works.
We could cite this amazing brain we have. Some more developed than others, of course, but still it work marvels. Our minds can think up the most incredible things. And boy can they can take us places! Any place we can imagine. The things we can create. And who knows what this amazing computer of a brain we have is capable of? To me, the incredible intricacies of our bodies and how they work scream God.
What a system He’s created! When I get a glimpse of how life really works, I am dazzled by its splendor, its simplicity, well . . . So God-like in its perfection. The cause and effect of energy is such an elegant system. Could this all have fallen into place by itself? The Cosmology of the Universe is so stunning. A wonder for certain! Endless Forms most Beautiful. Such grace and mystery.
The more I learn about the Universe, the more I’m convinced of the existence of God. That we are all made of the same stuff says that science knows we are all connected. The brilliant Particle Physicist and part time rock star, Professor Brian Cox, who might never speak of a belief in God said this,”We are the cosmos made conscious and life is the means by which the universe understands itself.” Which is precisely how God described the creation of the Universe in Conversations with God Book 1. Scientific proof!
The beauty we all seek, the peace, the feeling of being home is right there in front of us all the time. To stay alive, all we have to do is breathe and breathe out. Receiving and Giving. Staying aware in the moment, seeing what is and doing what works. Could anyone but God have thought this all up?
In any given moment if I pay attention, I see ample evidence of the existence (and Love) of God. Some might call it an Intelligence behind it all. Surely there is something. And even though the Universe may be destructive, I know Professor Cox can see the perfection and beauty of it.
I like to say that I think the Marx Brothers proves the existence of God. I just don’t believe so much talent and joy could exist in world without a God.
I find a lot of wisdom in Ferris Bueller’s philosophy, from the popular 80’s movie, “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.”
Everybody loves Ferris Bueller! (Except maybe his jealous sister and the mean principal who is out to get him.) The whole town seems to be worried about him not feeling well – they’re collecting money for him and someone sent a sexy nurse to sing to him. His parents think the world of him. The school secretary says to the principal, “Oh, he’s very popular Ed. The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, waistoids, dweebies, dickheads – they all adore him. They think he’s a righteous dude.” With all that love around him, you would think that he takes good care of the people in his life. Some of the voice overs of his thoughts speak of his concern for his friend, Cameron. “If anyone needs a day off, it’s Cameron. He has a lot of things to sort out before he graduates. Can’t be wound up this tight and go to college, his roommate will kill him.”
Ferris enjoys himself. He’s not willing to waste a beautiful day! “Come on. Live a little!” he spouts. Ferris knows how to have a good time, as evidenced by his many antics in the movie. He says, “Life moves pretty fast. You don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” In other words, be in the present moment so you can respond quickly to any situation. He’s clever, but he’s also lucky. One might say, blessed. He likes to say, “Only the meek get pinched. The bold survive.” Living by Ferris’ philosophies is not a bad way to go through life. “Not that I condone fascism,” Ferris says, “or any -ism for that matter. -Ism’s in my opinion are not good. A person should not believe in an -ism, he should believe in himself.” Amen.
I think the Marx Brothers teach a good way of living, too. They are always having a good time. A pretty girl in need can quiet their merriment, but only for the moment. They fall over themselves and come together for her Cause. If there happens to be a piano or a harp on the premises, they easily move into a little song and dance. I’ve never seen anyone play the piano with more joy (and talent) than Chico! My theory about the Marx Brothers goes something like this ~ A Universe that has come together haphazardly could not produce something of such sheer joy and rhythm as the Marx Brothers – and from such an unlikely source.
A Universe that offers wisdom about life through funny movies can’t be anything but Loving.
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