Last week, hundreds of thugs ran riot across London town looting shops and setting fire to buildings and vehicles belonging to ordinary, innocent hard working Londoners. Is there a God?
The other side of the world in the Horn of Africa, another human tragedy is unfolding. Thousands of Somali people are dying from famine every single day. Somali citizens, some of whom remember the famine of 1991, are being wiped off the face of God’s supposed earth. Innocent victims with so much left to live for and so much left to give are having their lives cut unexpectedly short by famine and war. With such tragedy, with such sheer waster, can there really be a God?
Some would argue that this is God punishing us for destroying his world. So God believes in the phrase ‘an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth’ does he? I would have expected more of him.
I remain totally unconvinced that there is a God. There is absolutely no way in the world that you can tell me that tens of thousands of Somalis deserved to die, for the argument lacks conviction and rings resoundingly false.
The tsunami in Japan five months, which left more than 20,400 dead or missing in Japan, and triggered the world's worst nuclear crisis in 25 years at the Fukushima nuclear power plant.
Is there a God?
Six million Jews were exterminated in Nazi Germany during the Second World War. Six million Jews were persecuted as a result of pure and undisguised hatred, by inhumane methods. A race virtually wiped out. A whole nation became so enthralled by their leader, that they became blind to gross atrocities.
Where was God then?
A friend of a friend nurtured a baby inside her for nine months, only to have a still birth.
Why, God, why?
God, the maker and upholder of all things, the being whom men worship; a heathen deity. The idea of God, an old man sitting high above earth, watching, watching, always watching our every move, is one to which the child within us obstinately clings. There is security in such an ideal and, to an extent, this is what we as human beings crave. The view that there is a God is a safe, comforting, traditional belief. Bible stories have been passed down from generation to generation, either by word of mouth or through the reading of the bible itself.
If there is a God, then what he represents is hope. God materialises in our hope. Hope is part of the human condition; it is instinctive and vital, an immutable law by which we are driven. It is our natural reaction to utter a quick word of prayer to God in times of trouble and turmoil, irrespective of whether we believe that God actually exists or not. In doing so, the disbelieving amongst us demonstrate hypocrisy, yet still we do it.
Some people, such as an old school friend of mine, Jess, rarely question whether there is a God. They do not have to justify whether there is in fact a God after all, so safe are they in their inner conviction. Jess lives by the following set of rules: keep faith unconditionally and one day your faith will be rewarded. Banish any doubt and believe totally and completely in God.
Well here I fail and this is a flaw. I cannot place whole hearted trust in someone that I don’t know exists. The world is plagued by such widespread evil, illness and disaster that the presence of God cannot be justified entirely. God apparently made the world, a place of paradise, so why he systematically want to destroy and allow us to destroy it? No matter how you look at it, from whatever angle, whatever perspective, it refuses to make sense.
God is perhaps merely an illusion. A figure head, to spur us on along the right path. God is part of our culture, part of our religion and is it not religion that is the cause of so many wars?
Is there a God? How many Gods are there? Each religion has its own God from the God, the Christian faith upholds above all else to Allah, Krishna, Ram, Om and many, many more. So in effect, we are saying that there are numerous Gods but not one of these Gods is prepared to stop the destruction of the earth.
My Mother summed it all up. When I asked her if she believed in God, she replied: “Well, I would like to believe.” We would all like to believe in our supposed creator, yet God, as ever remains silent. In today’s society, seeing and feeling equals believing. We are unable to believe in an ideal that we cannot experience. We believe in love because love is visible between two people and we are able to feel love. Similarly we can believe in hate, anger, hurt and happiness because such emotions present themselves to us. But God? God is a clouded mystery yet perhaps this is just God’s way of testing us? Perhaps it is his method of separating the courageous from the weak for it takes courage to believe in something you cannot see. Perhaps God has a screening process to distinguish between those who amiably keep faith and those who are too hardened to do so. From the trustworthy, to the trustless. Perhaps the real losers here are those of us, like me, without a faith.
However it is the human instinct to question which is instilled deep down inside us, even before birth, quite possibly by God that forces us to question God’s existence. Human condition prevents me from opening up to an invisible God. So, all that remains to say is: if there is a God, would he please stand up?