As long as you are not hurting anybody I'm good with all belief systems. For me it's personal and something that we need to arrive at on our own and then have our truth. Either you believe or you don't and it doesn't need to be proven empirically. Constant attempts to do so seem to me to be doubt that needs reconciling. OK, maybe it's just annoying because it's not the same respect I give, back towards me. I have no idea if God exists personally, it's inherently unknowable. There can only be faith or the lack thereof. The repeated attempts to convince people on circular arguments about actual events and facts is futile. It's thousands of years of story telling and words written by humans. I know, the inerrant word, but it's just as likely to be errant as with most written things. The books are selective, the words are translations from multiple languages. 5,000 years old, what about dinosaurs? Don't get me wrong, none of this matters to me and certainly has no bearing on if I believe or not, I'm just saying that all this arguing is goofy. Oh believe me, I know that it's not goofy to the devout and I understand. Strict rules, pageantry and structure are an important part of many religions and I get it. I personally have searched for decades and found nothing. The closest I have come yet was to be completely overwhelmed on an isolated summit in Hawaii and cried at the beauty and spirituality of this place and thought that if there is a God, it is in nature. I am spiritual for sure. That hit me pretty hard and that's in the front running for me.
I can't explain the origins of the universe or know where we go when we die. If God created the universe, then who or what created him or her. I know, he always "was". Well then the universe could just have always been. Why do devout Christians who pray and go to church suffer like my wife did and die in horrible pain. Genocide, famine, plagues. These debates can go on for days but my observations over 70 years is that none of this changes our life on earth. Mysterious ways, God has a plan for them, we'll see them again in everlasting glory. Sounds great, it's some easy concepts to like but in my case I just did not find them when I looked. To me, at least in some religions, man created God in "his" image and most of the rationale just attempts to explain the random swirling in our universe where shitty things happen and we don't really know what happens when we die. The inheritance of the meek, a judgement for all the bad people getting away with shit, all sounds pretty good. Dudes that die and come back as proof of heaven, inherently unprovable. The believer sees proof, the skeptic sees the dreams and the random brain firing of a dying person who may or may not even be giving us an accurate account. It sells books though.
Maybe it helps us cope, to remove our fears about our purpose, good people suffering, what happens when we die, the "God effect" if you will but I see no actual difference in the outcome for our earthly selves and I was married to a devout Christian family for a quarter century who had at least as much suffering as the non believers in my life. Multiple horrible cancer deaths, including my wife at 54. Same with my mother and father. Interestingly I have been told multiple times that I am the most Christian non-Christian that a few people have ever met so leading a good life can be inspired by more than one thing apparently to reasonable effect. Then of course there is the whole problem of multiple religions currently and thousands before us and who, if anyone is right. I mean people have been killing themselves over this for thousands of years so it's a hot topic and only one can be right. Or maybe they are all right because any such God may not care about the framework and process. Or there is simply nothing there. I'm not even going to get into the whole child abuse thing and profit, confessing to man, etc. Whoa, we could be here all night.
I personally have no idea but I keep an open mind so who knows what I will take to the grave, it ain't over yet. I don't know why some search and find God and speak of overwhelming emotion and love and others like me find nothing. I think of it like when you walk into a room and lock eyes with a stranger and boom, you fall in love. What the hell was that? Nothing to measure, nobody else can see it. You have not even met them yet. If I tell you that I just fell in love with a woman that I have never met, you have no idea if I am being truthful, you only see how excited I am. I cannot prove it but it's my truth. Additionally, two other guys walked in an hour ago and walked right past her and nothing. BTW, that's how it went with my wife. 22 years until death did we part and I had eyes for no other woman, not even 4 years after she passed. I guess falling in love with God, being enraptured with Jesus and the word is something like that, or at least for those that are true believers cuz that ain't always the case.
My wife and I had the greatest relationship ever. I went to her churches, had dinner with her pastors and families and even met with her pastor multiple times after her passing. Nice people, it was important to her so I respected it and supported her but for me personally, nothing ever happened. I even gave her eulogy in this big beautiful church and worked with the pastor's entire family to honor her memory with grace and beauty as she wanted it which was my pleasure. I have a place in my heart for everyone who is loving and sincere but I have no tolerance for violence in the name of a God, hatred and bigotry towards others beliefs, manifest destiny, religious wars, discrimination and non-tolerance. Those are the failings of garden variety human beings that do not actually carry the word and love of their God in their hearts. I still have dinner with my mother-in-law every single night. She is the most devout Christian I have ever met, so pure of heart and love for others, completely selfless and spends her entire day and week in the service of others and God through church, nursing homes, Bible study, and prayer groups. She's 86. I love her and spend time with her because she makes me a better person and I know that my wife who was her caregiver would want me to care for her and she deserves everything that I can offer her.
Carry on soldiers, finding truth ain't for sissies.
P.S. I think I repeated myself back there somewhere, I'm having my monthly chemo weekend and my brain is in the tank until around Tuesday.
George