Sheila Nevins | 04/08/2009 11:00 pm
Sheila Nevins Is Still Waiting and Hoping
In response to: Do you believe in God?
Oh my God, intriguing question. Wish I did. Wish I could. Often try. There must be an exquisite divine intelligence that manifests itself in the miracle that is life. But where is it and how can we touch it? It is for us to know. Annoyed always with the expression "It’s not for us to know." And why not? God is not a being with a beard and a scepter — this I am sure of. God does not demand reverence if s/he exists in any form. Stop the useless prayers. He or she does not determine behavior or results so quit the asking. No one is listening. So many have died in vain in the name of God. What’s that about? You can’t honor the mess created by the religious zealots in God’s name. Yet there is a spiritual essence to existence that transcends matter and disasters and brings wonder and unspeakable joy. In these moments may be the closest one gets to "God." Taking in the miracle is impossible with daily getting and spending. Unspeakable tragedies belie a benign presence. Yet unspeakable beauty and selfless love support a gentle creator. And so in conclusion I don’t know the answer. I want to believe and I await a glorious sign. But the vision does not come within my sightlines and the phone never rings. S/he never calls. Still waiting and hoping.

























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Sheila,
I agree with you. And may I say, you write you so well.
Sheila, I think we all have asked ourselves this question at some point in our lives. I was raised Catholic and everytime I asked my mom a question about God she would respond " when you’re dead you can ask him yourself ". Not exactly comforting news to a child. I walked away from the church as a teenager because I couldn’t stand the hypocrisy of ‘Organized Religion’ but I never lost my faith that there was something greater than all of us. If there is a God ( I chose to believe there is) I see him in the faces of the ones I love, a perfect sunrise/sunset , a sense of perfect harmony at the oddest moments in life. None us knows for certain because no one has returned from meeting Him personally. SO………..I guess my mom was right, I’ll just have to wait till I’m dead !!
I have to say I love your writing and would DIE for your hair !!!
"Unspeakable tragedies belie a benign presence."
Exactly right. When I see an unspeakable tragedy and the survivors say, ‘god saved us’, I think, where was god when that happened to you? What is it comedians say? ‘if you buy the premise , you buy the bit.’ I don’t buy the premise. If their god had the power to save them, why did s/he let it happen to begin with?
When we speak here of God, I assume we are referring to the Biblical God. Throughout the ages man has had all sorts of gods––I especially enjoy the Greek and Roman mythology, so colorful, so capricious. But the God of the Bible is no less capricious, if not downright evil. He ordered the deaths of millions––spite them here and spite them there––he was happy one day and vicious the next and at times was confused. How did we get all this information? It was written down by man, quite a few of them. We are, in this 21st century, still clinging on to ancient writings about a God that made sense to these people then who knew nothing of atoms, galaxies, natural selection, etc.