Believe

I recently spent the day with a young man who claims to believe there is no God, no higher power, no engineer of intelligent life.  I listened to his theory and beliefs as we discussed many topics.  He is not, as I would have expected, angry or rebellious, or even depressed and disillusioned or fatalistic.  He has a very scientific mind and looks at things through the lens of facts and figures, not faith and hope.  He is open and authentic.

He is a well-spoken young man, and puts forethought into his answers and assertions.  He is engaging and wise.  I found myself totally enraptured by the divine attributes he so genuinely embodied.  Here was this youthful philosopher speaking his truth and earnestly integrating my questions and his answers.  For him, this conversation was simply that, a chat about spiritual realities and how they differ from person to person.  For me, it was validation of my belief in a higher power.

Where this young man feels we were "an accident" which arose from the primordial ooze of the Big Bang, I am at a loss for exactly how any of us came to be here.  But listening to him convey his beliefs, I was captivated by the inquisitive soul in him that yearned to find answers.  I can't imagine that that longing came from a cosmological catastrophe.  The light in his eyes when our conversation turned to writing is beyond whatever physiological matter makes up his anatomy.  His passion, his intelligence, his curiosity . . . simply divine.

There is divinity in everything.  I am awestruck when I stop to notice it.  I am grateful for my belief in a higher power.  I am grateful for differing beliefs and those who are willing to express them.  I am grateful for the heavenliness of it all.