An infinite God cannot be entirely comprehended by a finite being. We catch glimpses. God's love, God's fatherhood, God's loving pursuit of us and our response, all of these are facets. Different saints who were also writers have left us with their impressions, partial and necessarily incomplete. The suffering of children is indeed the test of faith, God's love somehow allows that? And somehow that can ultimately work to some greater good? That requires abandonment more than reasoning, though reasoning provides a foundation. Providence put you on that train with that family so that they would have someone to pray for them. You were prudent not to follow up when a married woman tells you she has never been in love, that is a partially open door that leads nowhere good.
Be patient, and keep your eyes open, and enough evidence will accumulate and the atheism will dissolve. Everyone has a divine sparkle. In some it's hidden, in others it radiates noticeably.
Six to eight is such an odd age. Reason shows up in flickers and sparks, and I don't believe adults are generally prepared for it. I remember that was near the age that I discovered existential dread. It wasn't anybody's fault that I didn't want to live forever. My intellect just couldn't quite handle all the ideas it could reach.
To some extent, I suspect this is inevitable with overthinkers (grasping a thing intellectually is so much easier and more familiar than relying on a Person), but maybe I should ease up on my six-year-old anyway.
Definitely, overthinking feels easier because you seemingly have control over your thoughts, while you don't over someone else, no matter if that person is God or not. On the brighter side, that's how we ended up writers.
An infinite God cannot be entirely comprehended by a finite being. We catch glimpses. God's love, God's fatherhood, God's loving pursuit of us and our response, all of these are facets. Different saints who were also writers have left us with their impressions, partial and necessarily incomplete. The suffering of children is indeed the test of faith, God's love somehow allows that? And somehow that can ultimately work to some greater good? That requires abandonment more than reasoning, though reasoning provides a foundation. Providence put you on that train with that family so that they would have someone to pray for them. You were prudent not to follow up when a married woman tells you she has never been in love, that is a partially open door that leads nowhere good.
Yes, I should just abandon thinking sometimes. Definitely my stumbling block, like Greeks from the New Testament.
"Providence put you on that train with that family so that they would have someone to pray for them" – What a kind, sweet, thoughtful thing to say!
Our Heavenly Father is kind, sweet, and thoughtful. We just have to notice him at work.
I'm an atheist but, sometimes, I've met people who seem to have a divine sparkle in them.
Be patient, and keep your eyes open, and enough evidence will accumulate and the atheism will dissolve. Everyone has a divine sparkle. In some it's hidden, in others it radiates noticeably.
Six to eight is such an odd age. Reason shows up in flickers and sparks, and I don't believe adults are generally prepared for it. I remember that was near the age that I discovered existential dread. It wasn't anybody's fault that I didn't want to live forever. My intellect just couldn't quite handle all the ideas it could reach.
To some extent, I suspect this is inevitable with overthinkers (grasping a thing intellectually is so much easier and more familiar than relying on a Person), but maybe I should ease up on my six-year-old anyway.
Definitely, overthinking feels easier because you seemingly have control over your thoughts, while you don't over someone else, no matter if that person is God or not. On the brighter side, that's how we ended up writers.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--UABwqW9Sg&list=RD--UABwqW9Sg&start_radio=1
This was beautiful. Thank you for sharing!
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