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Apr. 15th, 2001 11:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
danuvSo today is Easter. My mother has my eldest child at church. This is not something that thrills me. My family cannot comprehend why I detest the place as much as I do.
I've pondered why it is so hard for me to completely abandon the idea of a god. Logically I really can't decide on things either way. To me it seems as plausible if not more so that there is some kind of higher power that started everything going as it does that a set of highly improbable circumstances came together repeatedly to allow us to be here. I've always thought it took more faith to believe in evolution than to believe in a god and that also people who thought there was nothing to which they would be ultimately accountable were living life with more of a crutch than people who knew they would face some kind of judgment. I don't know... as my mother in law would say ... six of one half a dozen of the other. And now Rhiannon is away in some building being taught concepts of grace and redemption, salvation and damnation that no matter what Tomas and I say will forever be impressed into her mind and character. How can I teach her about the nature of a god who I don't know and who's existence I only feel? Mothering would be considerably easier without these weighty matters to ponder. ;)
I've pondered why it is so hard for me to completely abandon the idea of a god. Logically I really can't decide on things either way. To me it seems as plausible if not more so that there is some kind of higher power that started everything going as it does that a set of highly improbable circumstances came together repeatedly to allow us to be here. I've always thought it took more faith to believe in evolution than to believe in a god and that also people who thought there was nothing to which they would be ultimately accountable were living life with more of a crutch than people who knew they would face some kind of judgment. I don't know... as my mother in law would say ... six of one half a dozen of the other. And now Rhiannon is away in some building being taught concepts of grace and redemption, salvation and damnation that no matter what Tomas and I say will forever be impressed into her mind and character. How can I teach her about the nature of a god who I don't know and who's existence I only feel? Mothering would be considerably easier without these weighty matters to ponder. ;)
