Speak, ye of faith

Spirituality... kind of a vague thing, isn't it? I mean, it isn't really... but it seems like it is. It's hard to define that word because it is used (and misused) in so many contexts... when I hear "spirituality," I tend to think "new age" wishy-washy kind of stuff...

I have heard--and I believe it is true--that there is a spiritual war waging constantly between the powers of good (God) and evil (Satan). Most people are content to remain blissfully unaware that this war exists. But those most aware of their "spirituality" (in touch with God, His enemy, or otherwise) are at the forefront of the fighting.

It is so mind-boggling to me to think that my body isn't even really important. I mean, it's all we focus on... how can we help it; it's all we see! But our essence lies in our soul--our devotion to God, our acceptance of Him, the small ways we live out our beliefs in our daily life... or the lack of all these things.

Sorry this comment is kind of zig-zaggy, but it's so hard to talk about things that are beyond human comprehension. It's like a child trying to comprehend a mathematical theorem or something. And I don't mean a genius child.

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Originally Posted by Conan-the-3rd

I beleve a comment in a book to tie in with Red Dwarf pritty much sums up my feelings to the almighty.
Rimmer: "I beleive he exists...I just don't trust him"

He's a clever one, that God...

Trust Him to do what? In some ways, I don't trust Him either. I don't trust that life has a happy ending. I don't trust that there's justice. That is, until one dies... but that seems an awful long time to wait.

And some of it is my own weakness, I'm afraid. Surely He is powerful... but is He could? How could all these pointless little despairs add up to anything beautiful?

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