The Undemanding Understanding:
I once had a faith, a belief in God, explained in unyielding detail. My faith was tested, stretched to the far horizons of my experience. I was condemned by the saved and saved by the condemned. My God of
description fell to the God of my understanding.
There came a stark reality, the unpalatable contemplation of a cold, Godless void. My unshakable pilings of faith changed into teetering spikes. Impaled by the torment of my own awakening, I submit to a
shaking uncertainty. But by and by, the horns of my torment became like blades of soft grass and I came to rest upon an undemanding understanding.
God of the Antelope:
If antelope believe in God, and who is to say they don’t, they believe in a God who’s likeness they are made in. It is unjust, to say nothing of unrealistic, to expect, require or demand the antelope to believe and worship a God other than one that they can imagine. Better results follow imagining God as one is able. I have a God given imagination that I might imagine God.
The warrior imagines a warring God, the saint a saintly God and the antelope an antelope. When I envision of God, I imagine a skinny, bald-headed man.
God does not demand belief beyond one’s capacity to imagine.
Consciousness of Infinity:
It is wondrous to experience the all-consuming flames of faith. But it is unwise and unhelpful to fan a faith that is harmful to the self or to others. Any God worth believing in is wise, helpful and healing. God is not open-minded, but is just open. Coming to this understanding, I sensed a safe realm to imagine no God. Thus I have come to believe in belief itself. And yet when I pray, I pray to the God of my fathers and to the God of my mothers.
But when I contemplate the Great Reality, I do not envision a God of singularity but imagine a Consciousness of infinity.
