one uncaused cause
the god debate tonight: does he exist?
and how is this something we hope to resolve in the space of 120 minutes? they rose in turn, fancy and well-shaven and with nice full heads of hair. they had the weight of intellectuals about them and i liked how neither man wore a tie. perhaps we are past those, these days. now if we mean any business at all we must appear humbled and raw. unpretentiousness is a line of visible black buttons from buckle to neck, standing like stepping stones in between the two openings of a man's suit jacket.
so they took turns. father and atheist. both convinced of a their respective opinions and both hoping to convince someone in the audience of that opinion. but i was skeptical that anyone was Listening. everyone knows, right? how do you arrive at nineteen or forty-nine or sixty-five without a set opinion on god's existence? most of the words they spoke fell out into the air and settled quietly, no impact. the atheist towards the end became rude and petty. i wanted that to be annoying but i kind of liked it. see. christians are nice and kind and they don't make weird faces or raise their voices in debates.
but when it was done, i sat up straighter and taller. father griffin had done a smooth job. it all comes down to the universe, really. and the uncaused cause. what was first? if it was a spark of energy that exploded into what we see around us, where did that energy come from? father griffin said that god is the Great uncaused cause. and i had never heard it like that before, and that one sentence reached for me hard. He, the one thing that had no cause.
so whatever way we dance around these mysteries, there is one final resting place for science. for questions about what started what.
the very Beginning.
metaphysically, there must be a very beginning for all this finite space and matter, yes?
tonight i'm washed over again, up and overflowing. i believe. with everything i have by which to believe. i believe in god.
and how is this something we hope to resolve in the space of 120 minutes? they rose in turn, fancy and well-shaven and with nice full heads of hair. they had the weight of intellectuals about them and i liked how neither man wore a tie. perhaps we are past those, these days. now if we mean any business at all we must appear humbled and raw. unpretentiousness is a line of visible black buttons from buckle to neck, standing like stepping stones in between the two openings of a man's suit jacket.
so they took turns. father and atheist. both convinced of a their respective opinions and both hoping to convince someone in the audience of that opinion. but i was skeptical that anyone was Listening. everyone knows, right? how do you arrive at nineteen or forty-nine or sixty-five without a set opinion on god's existence? most of the words they spoke fell out into the air and settled quietly, no impact. the atheist towards the end became rude and petty. i wanted that to be annoying but i kind of liked it. see. christians are nice and kind and they don't make weird faces or raise their voices in debates.
but when it was done, i sat up straighter and taller. father griffin had done a smooth job. it all comes down to the universe, really. and the uncaused cause. what was first? if it was a spark of energy that exploded into what we see around us, where did that energy come from? father griffin said that god is the Great uncaused cause. and i had never heard it like that before, and that one sentence reached for me hard. He, the one thing that had no cause.
so whatever way we dance around these mysteries, there is one final resting place for science. for questions about what started what.
the very Beginning.
metaphysically, there must be a very beginning for all this finite space and matter, yes?
tonight i'm washed over again, up and overflowing. i believe. with everything i have by which to believe. i believe in god.
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