I believed our touching to be more intense because of it’s very holding back. Belief is always a choice.
May God redeem mankind.
Lulled by stupefying illusions, the world is asleep in the cradle of infancy, dreaming away the hours.
That had always been the beauty of the wind. It could only be seen through its actions, its effect on others. A gentle reminder that reality does not only exist in the seeable, the palpable, the understandable, but also in the figments and daydreams, the steadfast beliefs and unexplainable uncertainties. Reality is seen and yet unseen. Wholly and absolutely relative. The wind had taught him that.
Bridge-players tell me that there must be some money on the game ‘or else people won’t take it seriously’. Apparently it’s like that. Your bid – for God or no God, for a good God or the Cosmic Sadist, for eternal life or nonentity – will not be serious if nothing much is staked on it. And you will never discover how serious it was until the stakes are raised horribly high, until you find that you are playing not for counters or for sixpences but for every penny you have in the world.
This is what the LORD requires of every man; to do justice, to love mercy and to humbly work with God.
Believe in God.
Believe in Jesus Christ.
Believe in the Scriptures.
What is wanted is not the will to believe, but the will to find out, which is the exact opposite.
We are in despair because we don’t know the Lord.
What is needed is not that a religion be true, meaning that what it claims exist beyond the ink it is written with in a holy book. That is hard to prove. What is important is that a religion be a good system to help us mere mortal deal with our short and troubled life in the universe. Whether what we hope for in the afterlife materializes or not is not important, what is important is that we believe it will materialize and that gives us hope.