Why Mikel believes in God
I believe we are SPIRITUAL BEINGS, having a human experience
My Belief in God:
"Logic takes me to where the proof ends, Faith takes me home"
I believe in God because there is no Proof that God doesn't exist.
The belief that God exists gives me comfort.
The feelings and personal experiences I have had, the bread crumbs that I followed on my path, though not scientific proof, are proof to me that God exists.
1) Proving there is no proof, of the existence of God, does not disprove the existence of God.
2) If there are more than one forms of life and they are not identical, then one must be the lesser.
3) If there is a lowest form of life, then there has to be a highest form of life. Humanity has come to call that form of life God.
4) The only way it is possible for there to NOT be a Supreme Being, is for there to not be ANY beings. Therefore if WE exist, so does the Supreme Being.
Concrete physical proof does not yet exist but this logical reasoning is rational and it points me in the direction of belief...
Law Enforcement uses circumstantial evidence and profiling to determine the truth in cases where there is no concrete evidence. They use witness statements and the testimony of experts from related fields. They assemble bread crumbs that on their own are not enough to prove their case, but point them in the right direction.
I too use the systems of deduction, circumstantial evidence, intuition, and the trail of bread crumbs... they have led me to the place where a belief in God makes sense, though it is I must admit, a belief beyond the limits of mere logic.
The real logical debate is can something exist that cannot be proven to exist.
The absolutely overwhelming answer is yes it can. Proof does not bring something into existence. Many things exist that we cannot prove exist. DNA existed millions of years ago, long before humanity could prove it.
Proving or disproving an unprovable entity exists, is not possible... yet. The only fallacy involved in believing in an unprovable concept is requiring proof in order to believe. If proof is required in order to believe, show me the proof that God doesn't exist.
Believing that God exists is not the same thing as believing that Christianity, or the Jews and Muslims for that matter, are correct about God and what God is.
I cite Evolution as proof/evidence that a Creator (God) used Intelligent Design(DNA) to create life, life and life forms that get better over time.
I have scientifically proven the existence of the supreme being, and that proof is valid so long as we exist. The link to that proof is here: http://mikelgroberts.hubpages.com/hub/I-Can-Prove-God-Exists
Is Believing in God and Magic...Delusional?
Many that doubt the existence of God, and of magic, want to portray those that believe to be mentally unstable, or at least delusional.
For something to be delusional it has to be proven impossible. There is no proof that God the magical and omnipotent entity does not exist. Therefore a belief in this God is not delusional, it is merely unproven.
There is no proof that magic can/does-not exist somewhere, nor that it won't be possible for humans to control and use magic eventually. The facts for now say we don't have the ability, that does not mean that one day we won't, nor does that mean that right now some other entity doesn't have the ability.
My Feelings...My Faith
The gentle peace that comes over me when I know God is near. The miracles I see, and the absence of fear.
The memories of places these old eyes have seen. Of the feel of the people and the taste of Ice cream.
The knowledge God gives me that is kept in my heart. Of the love that God bears for me and did from the start.
I know that God never has been far from my side. God smiles at me kindly with a strange kind of pride.
One I know I don't merit, 'cause I've only been just me. But that's what God intended, that I should be.
Logic has lead me to this place, and now I find. It is a place of great thinking, and a part of my mind.
God loves you as greatly as I'm sure you're aware, There is only one God, but hey, I can share.
Feelings as Proof
Can Feelings be used to prove things for which there is no scientific proof, no physical evidence?
Police officers are trained to follow 'Gut' feelings. The use of gut feelings has been proven to be an effective way to combat crime. These 'gut' feelings have also been called intuition. How many times have there been people in the news that have averted some great tragedy by not getting on that airplane, by not going on that trip, by doing something that their instincts told them to do. Something that at the time made no logical sense. After seeing the news that evening, and the report about the plane they were suppose to be on crashing, those feelings they had earlier in the day make sense to them...
What about love?
Can you prove you love someone? You feel it and you know it, but can that be used to prove that love exists? A woman's intuition is a legendary example of how humans use things that are beyond the scope of scientific measure. The instinct of just knowing something or someone is the 'right' one is another example. How many times have you experienced or heard someone saying, I met this person and just knew right away they were the right person for me. How many times have you met someone and just known that they and you were going to be great friends? This just knowing, this 'feeling' is not scientific, but I for one believe it exists. The effects of love, the chemical reactions in the body can and have been scientifically measured, but does that mean that love didn't exist 1000 years ago when scientists did not have the abilities that they have today? Not being able to prove it back then, does that mean it could not have existed then? I would have to say no. I believe love has been around since the beginning of humanity, at least, maybe longer. Scientific proof or not.
The feeling that God exists, is another example of this phenomenon. I have experienced many times in my life the 'gut feeling' that something great happened in this particular spot.
I have many times in my life experienced the feeling of a presence, of what I have come to call God. Many times in my life I have experienced the feeling of a support from something external to myself, a support that has given me strength to accomplish things that on my own, I don't believe I could have accomplished. I have come to truly believe in the existence of God because of these feelings, these instinctual happenings.
My logic leads me to the place where the scientific methods end. That place where science has not yet the ability to prove or disprove something. These feelings have lead me to a place further up the trail. I believe one day science may catch up, and science may one day in fact be able to weigh, measure, and catalog the effects of this phenomenon. Science may one day prove or dis-prove the existence of God. But like the existence of Love 1000 years ago, I believe God exists.
Was it just a dream?
Angels among us...
I have long believed in the existence of beings greater than humanity, and lesser than God.
Another race of people, living in the middle ground. As a child I heard of angels and perhaps that is what they are. I have heard of an entity that is somehow a part of God, perhaps this 'Holy Spirit' is the race known as angels...
Whatever they are, they touch us, in ways as unique as we are. Some feel them, some are saved by them from some terrible happening, some dream about them and some even see them and talk to them...
Some believe they are our protectors, our guardians, our bodyguards...
Others believe they are leprechauns, or unicorns or the pink elephants that walk down the street.
I believe they are a race of people that have chosen to remain in the middle ground, to guide and protect those that come after them. The races of people that travel the pathways of the middle ground just like the angels themselves did eons before. Masters of our universe and protectors of the same, they allow us to grow by protecting us from ourselves and from the calamities of a harsh and lethal universe.
They help us by guiding us, by showing us the way. They share with us what they've learned as soon as we are able to understand it and not hurt ourselves with that knowledge. They are not without faults, they don't have all the answers, nor can they prevent every disaster. But they do the best that they can just like we do. Sometimes they're actions leave an impression on the person they interacted with.
The impression is often called a touch...
...Touched by an Angel...
When I was in my early twenties I was once touched by an Angel. I was out riding a motorcycle. It was in Italy on the island of Sardinia. I was coming around a long arching curve, leaning to my right. I had the wheels just my side of the center line and could go no further to the outside of the road than I was because the side of the road to my right was a granite wall of stone. The other side of the road was a drop off of this same granite stone.
I was in the military during this time in my life, and the military of the United States isn't exactly wanted and well liked in the foreign nations we sometimes find ourselves. Even if the Governments of those nations welcome us and call us all friends.
On this particular day there was a man driving a car behind me that was evidently in a hurry to get somewhere, and so he was driving right on my tail. I couldn't see very far up ahead because of the curve and the granite wall.
At one point I looked up and saw a car coming from the opposite direction. The driver of the other car was driving right down the center of the road, one half of the car was in my lane. The driver of this other car was driving to fast to be able to simply swerve back into his own lane, and I could not move further to the right of my lane because my head was already within inches of the granite wall. I couldn't slow down fast enough to avoid being hit by the oncoming car without being run over by the car that was following me. I was screwed, and I knew it.
I did the only thing I could. A split second before the impact I straightened the bike up, pushed against the handlebars sliding my butt backwards, while straightening my legs. I hit the front brake hard in that split second as the car crashed into the bike.
Just then time slowed. It was like every second was a minute long. I noticed everything. I noted the car behind me slammed on their brakes and veered to the right just missing the back end of the bike as it raised up allowing the car following me to pass under the back tire.
I noticed the pieces of the headlight of the car in front of me spraying into the air. I looked down and watched the guy driving the car that hit me looking up at me through his windshield. I remember thinking, "This is going to hurt". I remember the windshield getting closer and closer to my face, almost like the image you have when your getting closer and closer to a woman that your about to kiss.
Then... out of no where I felt a person's arms close around me, I felt a strong chest pressed against my back(on the left hand side of my back). I felt/heard an assurance, "it is going to be alright"...
I felt the back of the bike begin to twist under me, moving in the direction of my side of the road. My vision blackened, I couldn't see anything. I felt the entire bike spin like a running back does to get out from being tackled. I felt the wheels touch the pavement. I felt the bike slide to a stop. I put my right foot down on the pavement and lowered the kick-stand with my left. I got off of the bike and heard/felt "You're safe, and you're welcome".
My sight returned, I saw the car that had hit me skidding to a halt. My eyes welled up with tears. I looked up for the 'angel' that had just saved me but He couldn't be found.
I looked at the bike and was astounded at what I found. Not a scratch, not a dent, not a scrape. It like me, had made it through the accident without a single sign that it had happened.
The car on the other hand had thousands of dollars worth of damage, believe me I know. I paid for the repairs. It seems that the governments had a little side deal going, anything any American serviceman did while in country, was their fault and their responsibility, even if it wasn't their fault or their responsibility.
Doubts and Disbelief
I'm sure there are any number of people that read this and immediately think, Untrue, He's lying, he just isn't remembering correctly.
I am remembering correctly and I'm not lying. I served 30 days restriction aboard ship over this wreck. I went over the cop's statements, the accident pictures, the insurance company pictures. I examined the tires' skid marks on the road.
Even the cops thought there was another bike that went over the cliff. A bike they looked for before talking to me about the accident. They thought that, because there is NO WAY, a car gets that damaged, and the bike it hits is pristine.
There have been many times in my life when I have had experiences like the bike wreck. There have also been times when the experience was much less dramatic and life threatening. One of the more gentle encounters I have had, happened while sitting on my couch meditating.
I have long been an amateur meditation-ist. I have studied the Hindu philosophy's and the modern forms of meditation. I have come to think of my meditating as my way of praying, or at least as another form of my prayer.
I usually sit on my couch, when I meditate at home, and on this particular day I was at home. I was meditating and I felt my world kind of melt away. I felt as though I was traveling very fast and very far. It took just a few seconds, and the blurred images of my peripheral vision again became clear. I was in a room of some sort, it was fuzzy and unclear like it was a dream. It was gray and kind of had a mistiness to it. The room felt like an industrial kind of place, a workplace, or control room. There were computers or electronic machinery and there was a woman...
She was beautiful, she was wearing a blue dress, ankle length, it reminded me of a formal ball gown, it was almost a hoop skirt kind of thing but nothing like a wedding dress. She had an aura of a lighter blue color than her dress, a sphere of light that moved with her. She was elegant and graceful, as soon as she noticed me being there, she turned and gave me a look like a child gets when, in the middle of the night, they stumble on 'Santa' in the kitchen doing some last minute assembly. She walked towards me, almost seeming to float and took me by the arm. I opened my eyes and was still sitting on my couch, in my living room, at home.
I think this was an Angel because then I heard/felt the woman say, "remember, someone loves you." It was the same felt/heard (different voice) that I had felt/heard the day of the wreck some 15 or so years earlier.
Needless to say, I am convinced of the existence of angels, even if to me they are merely 'aliens', that we have come to call Angels.
For me, this emotional proof is part of the bread-crumbs that I have followed on my journey. God and the feelings that God inspires in me are, for me, proof. It may not be scientific proof, but scientific proof isn't the only proof we have. Someone once said that science is a limited form of proof and measure. Anything outside the scope of science should be considered irrelevant to science. I have to disagree, I think things outside the scope of science today, are simply the things science will include in the scope of science in the future. Which means scientists should try, because those attempts, sooner or later, may become successful. When that day comes, that unattainable fact of today, will become the proven fact of tomorrow.
The proven Facts of science continue to amaze me, and the funny thing is, they continually prove to me the existence of God.
Existing, Living, without God...
What is the best life one can attain, if there is no God, and nothing after this human life? To work really hard and try to get lots of shiny stuff? To be able to make people do what we want and what we say, even if they dislike the things we tell them to do? To...what have the power to make lots of people have sex with us...even or maybe especially if they don't want to? Then to die and cease to exist? Is life really just about getting that shiny new sports car, and having men and/or women jealous of all that we have? With out God and without the belief of an Immortal soul, what is the best we could hope to become? To me, an existence without God becomes an existence of a creature looking for shiny-stuff... OOooo Shiny...
The greatest things I have experienced in my life, have all come from God. My life would be hollow, empty, joyless with out the companion I have come to know and love. The greatest thing without any doubt is the comfort that comes with the knowledge, that there is more to existence than just the shiny stuff. Truly I have NO doubt, God is here and God loves us, God knows us. My feelings tell me God exists, and I believe, because I Love...
I also believe because people smarter than me...believe
-My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit which reveals itself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind.
-Every one who is seriously involved in the pursuit of science becomes convinced that a spirit is manifest in the laws of the Universe -a spirit vastly superior to that of man, and one in the face of which we with our modest powers must feel humble.
-The scientists’ religious feeling takes the form of a rapturous amazement at the harmony of natural law, which reveals an intelligence of such superiority that, compared with it, all the systematic thinking and acting of human beings is an utterly insignificant reflection.
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