God and the X-Files

 I will continue to adhere to a policy of not getting overly political or religious in my blog posts.  But those are pretty big topic areas that we will inevitably brush up against from time to time.  That being said, I'll tell you right up front that the word God appears eleven times in this edition.  The number is big because I choose not to substitute the word God with gender pronouns.  Anyway, if you still care to, let's continue...

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 I've been told that as a collective, the various things I believe in are incongruous.  "How can you seriously believe in X when you claim to believe Y ?   Creation and evolution serve as a fine example of one such unthinkable dichotomy of belief.

 My understanding of God is that God can do anything anywhere and on a scale that would simply blow our minds.  Kindly, we're spared such a messy epiphany.  I guess I kinda like the fact that I don't put limitations on the possible scope and nature of what God created and is still creating in the vast universe(s).  Furthermore, whether God approaches creation like a methodical architect or a preschool finger painter, I'm quite sure of one thing...my level of comprehension is not a consideration.  God does not need me to check off on any stage of the process.  I am a molecule of fingerpaint.  Green, if it's not too much to ask...

 And could we please stop with "It's not in the Bible"?  Look, I believe that the Bible contains what we need to know to understand much of Jewish and or Christian history and belief, the life and teachings of Jesus, and the Christian understanding of salvation.  But it's probably just as well that God didn't inspire Paul to write about the thriving civilization of Zogworts on a planet 1,056 light years away who have been evolving for so long now that they can travel the cosmos via wormhole surfboards.  It just didn't need to be there somewhere between Acts and Revelation.

 I don't hope there is life elsewhere in the universe, I firmly believe it.  Same goes for ghosts, ESP, and sasquatch.  I get to do that, with or without empirical proof - just as I can believe in God every bit as much with just as little proof.

 You know that delicious moment when a small child is completely awed and excited at the same time?  Like when they first walk through the gates of Disney World, or while watching a skilled magician?  Isn't it fun being the adult taking it in? It's hard not to chuckle through a broad smile while witnessing the wonder in their eyes.  That's what I think God does when we get to know in heaven what we couldn't begin to know here.  A chuckle through a broad smile, and a big hug . . . despite the fingerpaint.