I love my conversations with my Dad. They don’t always bring up new truths for me, though they often do, but they are great for dredging up old ones. We both wonder why people focus more on what may or may not come after this life than what we know comes with this one. More importantly we wonder why people choose to take such a limited view of the world we live in. How can people not see how wonderful this universe is without the need for some divine spark starting it.
Before you accuse me of poo-pooing all over your beliefs, let me state that I don’t care what you believe, so long as you don’t use it as an excuse to abuse or dominate others. I just find it odd how often non-believers are accused of not being able to see beauty, of being sourpusses that can’t know how wonderful the universe is because we do not know divine love. I know I’ve written about this before, but it still comes up, maybe more so these past few months since religion became such a sticking point this last election cycle.
Because I do see beauty all over. I see the intricacy of the human body, or any life form really, and I am awed. I marvel at just how vast and tiny our worlds are at the same: the insane distances between stars, the almost imperceptible ones between subatomic particles.
We live, everyday in the midst of startling beauty and wonder, not all of it readily apparent. That boring old desk you are sitting at right now? It’s mostly empty space. Everything is. Think about it. Look at your own hand and think about that. It is astounding, unbelievable, a bit frightening, and absolutely glorious. Maybe it happened on purpose, maybe it just happened, but happened it did and that is amazing. Everything happened, and with or without anyone starting it, it is simply fantastic.
So you can have your 12,000 years, if that makes you feel more comfortable or connected somehow. Me? I’ll take my ten billion. The thought that so much has come before, and is yet to come is far more encouraging than any rapture could be, at least to me. However you look at the universe though, so long as you don’t force your whatever-colored glasses on others, make sure to truly enjoy it. Enjoy the splendor of it all, and never stop wondering.