Saturday, May 31, 2008

RANDOM NOTES

Where does God reside?
The bottom of the sea? Under ground? In heaven?
Among the stars and planets ?
If heaven , how high?
We understand that the distance to the stars are measured in Light years because the distance is too great to be measured in other ways. Light travels at 126,000 miles per second. The math tells us that just one Light year is 5,865,696,000,000 miles away.
There are stars that are Multiple Light years away.
Maybe God just likes to hang out on one of the planets. Possibly Mars, a mere 425 million miles away. Does son Jesus keep him company? Or is the son and the father, one and the same?
How many languages does the Good Lord know? Ethnoloque lists 6912 living languages world-wide. Millions of silent and verbal prayers are being sent every minute of every day –just a mad guess. Are we to understand that both our silent and verbal prayers are somehow absorbed by a super, super, super, duper gigantic computer; decoded, assembled and digested and acted upon. Oh yes, He or is it She, works in mysterious ways, and prayers answered become miracles and the majority of those not answered can be classified as not being fervent enough. Right?
What is the will of God? Is it the mass murder that God ordered in the bible? Or is it the floods, the cyclones, the tsunamis,, the killing wars, the mass rapes, the quakes, the starvation and all the other goodies that our loving Lord, He, the issuer of miracles, He, the omnipotent, He, who gave us Adam who then , under Godly instructions, removed one of his ribs and lo and behold, there was Eve , naked as a Jaybird and then the sins started, oh yes the Sins.
There were so many sins, oh so many. God had Jesus nailed to the cross, to die agonizingly in order to expunge our collective sins? Have I got that right? Is that the only way he thought of to cleanse the world of our sins? Let’s have a closer look at this charade. God, the Father, decided to have his only son, born via immaculate conception, nailed to a cross where he agonizingly hung for at least one or more days in order to have him die for our sins? It simply does not make rational or humane sense. Apparently, he then had to be buried in order to have him bodily shipped to lala \ land somewhere in heaven. A grand resurrection indeed. So He the Son arrives via, heavenly transport at the gates of heaven, Peter opens the gate, after recognizing Jesus, salutes and leads him to his Father. They embrace – God looks at his son and exclaims, My god, (hold it, I’m God) my word, let me put some magical ointment on the holes in your body.
Let’s leave them alone while I just jot down one more relevant item or question. BY THE WAY, WHO MADE GOD? And who made the God who made God? Wow, there may have been hundreds if not thousands of previous Gods. So, those of you with faith at the ready, what now? Who are you actually praying to?

Someone said that we are the stewards of the land. So the question is, what does one of the multitude of Gods, do? Those responsible for making the world in seven days and also remembered to even start the human race by introducing an Adam with all the millions of cells and arteries and veins interlocking and even a moveable rib that Adam could remove, shake and presto Eve into existence.

Did I mention the Ark? No, I guess not. Some God starts a world wide flood, drowning all the animals except two of a kind. Noah is instructed to save two of each species and sail away on the ark he built, with thousands of lucky animals shivering on board. Oh wait one little minute – did he remember to make sure there were both female and male in each category?
Eh, maybe that’s why the dinosaurs died out some eighty-five years ago ---- Noah forgot one of the sexes.

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