God in the belly
We had another God conversation yesterday. Me and my five-year-old uber-questioner (for our last see Jesus in a Spaceship).
“God is in here”, he said, patting his belly, on the way home from another indoctrination at school. “So I guess that means he’s like a ghost…but not so white…and smaller because otherwise you’d have a really big belly!”
“Yes,” I replied, “I think God is inside, but outside too. God is the life in everything, the energy in the Sun, in you, in the birds and flowers, God is everything magical and mysterious that we cannot see, God is in our breath…” but whilst I am grasping for definitions, he has already moved on. “What’s for supper, mum?”
God is on my mind at the moment. I go to sleep at night listing the qualities I understand as being God. I no longer hold with much of my Christian upbringing. But I do believe there is far more to us, to the world, than meets the eye. The life of the spirit and cultivating its growth are central to my life.
We had been visited by a very sweet Jehovah’s Witness monthly for years at our old house. I have debated the Bible with her and read her magazines. When we moved house I was relieved I would no longer have to have these uncomfortable conversations. Until she turned up on our doorstep three weeks after we moved in. Bother!
But this week I feel I may have disappointed her. She was showing me an article entitled Who is God?
“I think this might be of use to you,” she said.
“Umm, I don’t think of God as being a person,” I said, “more of an energy force, a universal, underlying life force… ” I was scrabbling again.
Her face fell. “Oh! I didn’t realise. You don’t believe in God so? I thought… so I’m not really going to get very far with you, am I?
“No” I replied bashfully, “But I think you’re a really nice person!”
Oh dear. Another person worried for my immortal soul!
Another friendship is faltering because of our divergent beliefs in “God”, “religion” and general dogma. We don’t seem to be able to converse at all…nor steer clear of the topic.
And I know that every time I touch on the subject here I am terrified of scaring off my readers in droves, the religious amongst you, and the non-religious alike…
And so to you, yes YOU dear reader. You might have thought you were tip-toeing unnoticed over these pages, but the stats counter keeps rocketing up: I know you’re there. This week was annual delurking day when bloggers ask their valued readers to come forward and say hello, especially if you’ve never dared show yourself before! So take a moment and tell me, in the comments box below, who are you?… And if that’s too easy, then tell me: What does God mean to you? Where does God live? And how do you know this?