I want to share with you a story about two people sharing a conversation in a film I saw over the weekend. It was thought provoking and wanted to share it with you.
Here it is:
Woman: I don’t believe in God
Man: Me neither; not a religious one at least.
Woman: You believe in A God.
Man: I believe there is a Universal Intelligence. There’s so much precision in the universal law it’s hard for me to believe that something didn’t have a hand in its creation.
Woman: Sixty-Five million years ago, a rock smashed into the rock we currently live on and annihilated most of its species. What is so precise about that?
Woman: It’s all just random. There’s no method or conscious choice. People’s lives mostly happen to them. There’s no guiding force other than the decisions we make. And, there are certainly no insurances in that. It’s a crapshoot at best.
Woman: People have horrible stuff happen to them all the time despite living right. We can do everything right, do all the right things, and work really hard and still never get what we want. Where the heck is God in that?
Woman: What about just being born? Abuse, poverty, and birth defects? I don’t get “you’re screwed” and where is the divine planning in that? Do you think God does it? Any way you slice that pie, I don’t want a piece of it.
Man: Look, I’m not saying I don’t question those things. I do. It makes me angry too. I had a friend once who got sick out of nowhere. The doctors couldn’t figure out what it was. She was in the hospital in and out of consciousness for over a week. And, I was visiting her. She was sleeping. And, I’m sitting there looking at her.
Man: And, I’m telling God to go screw himself in my head. I am literally cursing God out. I’m calling him every name in the book. I was furious that this was happening to her. All that rage finally bottlenecked on me and I started sobbing. And, I’m trying to be quiet, so I won’t wake her. My chest burns, my throat aches and my eyes are slits and this whole time, I’m calling God ever name I can think of under my breath. I’m mumbling curse word after curse word almost like a Buddhist chant at this point.
Man: And, I suddenly feel something. You know that feeling you have when someone is staring at you? It was just like that only times 10.
Man: I look down and she is staring up at me. She’s looking at me in a way that is hard to articulate. It was her but not her. It’s like the purest her. It’s like if her soul suddenly grew eyes. She says, “Energy cannot be created nor destroyed; it is just transformed. This is law. It is infinite. Intelligence is a way of proving that we are eternal.” And, in that moment. I believed it. She was so clear. It was so true in her that it made it undeniable. In that moment, I knew something bigger than me existed. It was real.
Woman: That’s a beautiful idea. But I bet most of the time you don’t believe it.
Man: I lose touch with it all the time. Isn’t that the nature of faith and belief. It doesn’t mean that I’m not going to get afraid or lost or confused. It just means at the end of the day; you have faith to go back to. That knowing that no matter what, no matter how screwed up everything seems to be, things are really ok.
Woman: Can you tell me that most of the time you know everything is okay?
Woman: What happened to the girl that was sick?
Man: She died.
Man: So you believe in nothing.
Woman: I believe that if I want something to change, I better get up and do something.
Woman: At least try.
Man: All by yourself
Woman: All by my lonesome.
Woman: It’s a delusion to think that we aren’t alone and on our own.
Woman: There is a limit to what people are willing to do for you.
Woman: They have their own lives to untangle. And they can’t neglect their lives to better yours. It’s insane to think that.
Man: Do you have any friends?
Woman: I have friends, yes.
Man: If you don’t believe people can help each other, why bother.
Man: Or for that matter, are they really friends?
Man: Friends rely on each other.
Marianne Williamson said in her book, Return to Love, “Sometimes we want a new life a new beginning. We desire a life untainted by any darkness of the past, and being ‘entitled to miracles,’ we are entitled to that full release. This is what it means to say that God washes us clean of our sins. He completely removes all loveless thoughts. We relinquish any thoughts of judgment, of anyone or anything, that hold us to the past. We relinquish any thoughts of attachment that keep us grasping at the future.
To be born again is to let the past go and look without condemnation upon the present. The world of time is not the real world, and the world of eternity is our real home. We are on our way there. We are pregnant with possibilities.”