This is funny because my conceptualization of “God” changed quite some time back. There are no religions that guide it. God is like an energy force to me, consisting of what? Don’t know? Don’t care. Maybe the spirits of my ancestors? Maybe the forces of math and physics? Haven’t a clue. Isn’t really important. Men have tried to read the mind of this God and substituted their own thoughts. I only try to meditate and do good works.
I was trying to think of where my God, keeping in mind I am really agnostic, kind of fits. I guess benevolent though neutral is more apt. It is both always with you and of another plane so it is close and distant.
There is an article here about free will and determinism I thought about commenting on. I don’t think this force can control us or our circumstances. In other words, in my conceptualization of God, miracles are of our making.
I used to be angry at God for abandoning my family and for allowing us to live a life a misery despite how pious we were. We weren’t damn Job after all.
Then I realized I had been sold fictions about God. Forty years of lies wasn’t going to bring God to life. Only values bring God to life. Not phony Trump values that attack widows, war heroes, Nazi protesters, and liberals. Honest values that fight against racism, sexism, homophobia, classism, and oppression.
My uncle could believe he was following God by following Hannity on Fox News and voting for Trump after listening to a sermon about how homosexuals are evil, but if that God makes him feel a large, warm glow of love for his fellow man, I’ll be shocked. Ironically, in the end, one of us ends up sounding closer to the original teachings of the Jesus I know so well.