The first question has to be Do I believe in God? And the next has to be Where is my God? I would be rather be diplomatic. I would not answer any, in intelligible terms. It really does not matter. Can an atheist be converted? Can an agnostic see God?
My answer is yes and no. To both questions. But it depends upon our understanding of this life. This existence.
How we expect the God to be? Like our Governments? Unresponsive burdened with bureaucracy? Or like us? Obsessed with what we want to do? Noble things? Aha! That was the riddle. No that is the riddle. God can not be different from our perception. If he does, we won’t accept him. Now he becomes subject to a popular perception or vote? But if he is the omniscient, omnipresent and omnipotent God, why should he care for our vote. Vote could never brought out best in our politicians, so why would it bring out the best in God.
So what can we do? Keep searching? Why? So that we can have comfort (whatever that means) in this life or so that we may die with hope that we have continued existence beyond this life?
Why we need God? For alliance with superpower which our fellow beings do not have? Or to attain things we desired but we could not possess or achieve?
How can we see or meet the God when we are not sure why we want him in first place?
With all the poverty, illness and pain I wonder if it would be prudent for him to make appearance. If God does enter appearance, we would need far more security for him than the Presidents/Prime Ministers. And he would have to be more devious in his assurances to public than any politician. Obviously his failures are more and territory endless what to speak of expectations. Some expectations are hilarious. A drunkard wants 6 spare kidneys. A movie star wants a new young head every five years. A politician wants a clap which may brain wash the public about his/her last election speech. Priests want the God to sponsor his institution as official franchise even if on profit sharing basis. Only God may appear once.
All other creations of God, are under attack by us. Creatures have vanished. Rivers are sewers. Mountain peaks filled with undisposable garbage. I were to advice God I would tell him to stay away from such devastating creatures who can do such silly things to count numbers in their bank rolls.
In any case polymorphism can not be a big deal for somebody like God. Who knows if I am punching the God’s nose while punching the keys on Blackberry. And who knows that one of the pillows is not him. And who knows if I drank him from the bottle of water.
However, in view of these possibilities, I am convinced that God is there and is far more intelligent and patient than us. Accordingly we must keep our intelligence for ourselves and must not peek in his affairs.
© Sandeep Bhalla