In response to TheBard's post from October 28 2009 12:34PM
TheBard said…
It's fine to have (trust) and faith in a Devine Being, but I ask again, to what end? And if "pure faith" isn't a means to an end, then what is the point to the belief? Why decide to believe in God in the first place? Just because?
I personally find it mentally pleasing to think that there is a God, even though I'm a deist. I went through a harsh realization once that all of my fervent prayers were not going anywhere and totally lost faith. Then I started pondering how "something" came from "nothing" and, while contemplating the impossible complexity of physical life, taking nothing for granted (such as DNA being the answer to how a living being takes shape), I eventually came to believe that there has to be some guidance going on behind the scenes. Nature itself would never have bothered to form gases (again, from nothing), explode them, let them cool into planets with a very convenient - thoroughly accidental - central star/sun, then slowly but surely bring forth a myriad of life forms.
There were some critical challenges I simply could not find a scientific answer for, such as:
How does DNA know what to do with the matter it attaches?
How does it seperate useful matter from useless matter? How does it KNOW to?
Where did that matter come from?
How did an entire universe filled with countless planets and stars form from what - logically - had to have been zero matter and zero space?
I'm not trying to convince you there's a God, and I certainly don't think there's a God the way we think of "Him", in human form, bearded, white robe, speaking in a deep, profound voice, kind of ticked-off, etc.. But I do think that the very existence of ANYTHING defies simple logic and I find some sense of divine guidance necessary at the end of the day.
So, TheBard, having said all that, I still don't think believing in God is of any real meaningful equity. Beyond its ability to please us, which does carry equity. And I think we should recognize and give credit for being here. We certainly didn't have to be at all.
Will you fly away to Heaven after your body can't be bothered with you any more? I doubt it. That's where my faith ends, and I have no problem with that. Afterall, I've not been here for billions of years longer than the few I'll have been here. It never seemed to have bothered me any.
I don't look at "God" as a reflection of my divine, omnipotent Entity, rather as a force that exists on a far different realm and which, tired of looking out and seeing nothing for so long, naturally felt compelled to put something there.