My journey with God. Like any habit any life change I rebel I fret I forget I no no no way. Even if it makes me feel great. Exercise. Stillness. Prayer. I do it then I don't do it. I do think that God should do at least half of it. So I will blame him not me. For today.
1 The nature of the universe is unclear. But we know more about it now than we did in the past. We are curious and we will continue to learn.
2 The nature of God is unclear. We do not know more about God now than we did in the past. But we do more about each other and about the world. The God we worship changes as we learn more about the world and about each other.
3 It is likely that our perceptions of God will continue to change.
4 All people are capable of doing “good” things and “evil” things. Circumstances, usually the lack of vital resources, sometimes cause people to do “evil” things. But doing evil things does not make a person evil. Just as doing “good” things does not make one a good person. It’s easier to do “good” things when you are in a position of privilege. We cannot reduce ourselves to adjectives, or to behaviors. Our focus should be that we are children of God. All of us. Regardless of our behavior.
5 The purpose of existence is to contribute positively to the substance of the universe, which is God, which is all of us. To leave the world a better place than when we came into it.
6 All of us are connected to each other and connected to God. As we evolve we will grow to understand this. We are very young. We have much to learn.
7 We are eternal beings. We do not know if there is any sort of consciousness in the "afterlife," but we do know that we are stardust shrapnel pieces of God. This is what we are, what we always will be.
Of course one could just as well say, treat yourself well, treat others well, treat the Earth well. Do unto others. Love your enemies. Chop wood carry water. Seek and ye shall.
There is a thing in us the curious sparky flame of a thing that wants to change our reality. Drink up. Smoke them all. Stuff it. Draw it on the wall. Preach it. Build it. Something in the brain pushing out with its hands, stretching and growing. The thing me most can't help. Isn't that thing God what God gave us?