Seismosaurus
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The following is a perfectly true in every detail. It's nothing Earth shattering or even particularly interesting, but I thought I would relate it and this seemed an appropriate place.
I've been going through a somewhat difficult time recently. A friend betrayed me, and a loved one chose to side with him against me - and then made me accept his betrayal and forgive him (though he had not apologised and had in fact made it clear that he wasn't particularly sorry). I've been alternately angry and depressed about this for a week or so.
The other day another friend bumped into me and said she would "add me to the prayer list". I thanked her, and she said something about not having a lot of pull in that area recently. I told her that as a non-believer I didn't even try praying myself.
She challenged me to do two things :
1) Sometime when your in a quiet spot and nothing is going on just sit for a few minutes and let your heart open to him; just allow him to touch you. Just sit there quietly and just be open to it.
2) Again when its quiet and nothing going on, just sit down and tell him what is going on in your life. Details and how you feel whats bugging you and whats good about things, just like your talking to a friend and telling them you problems.
I've tried something like this before, but thought what the hell, it's been a long time, so I agreed to give it a go. I went to a quiet room in the house and sat there; no music, no TV, nothing, for about five minutes, just relaxing. Then I opened up a monologue in my head. I didn't write it down or anything but it was along the lines of :
"god, I know I'm not a believer in you really, and perhaps I have no right to ask this of you, but I am going to ask anyway. I am going through a difficult time lately, as I guess you know. I'm not asking you to fix it, I'm not asking you to turn the world on its head for me. I'm told you have a plan, and I'm not going to presume to second guess you on that. But I'm down, I'm unhappy, and I'd be really grateful if you could give me some sort of sign that things can be okay. I'm not asking for a booming voice from the sky or anything, just... some feeling inside, some hint of your strength or support. Thanks."
Nothing.
I went and entertained myself for a bit, then came back before bed and relaxed a little again before doing my second assignment. I explained in more detail what had happened, and just talked about this and that inside my head for a bit.
Nothing.
Does it prove anything? No, not really. I don't doubt that a believer can say that I wasn't really being honest or open - maybe suspecting that my thinking was "this won't work, and then I'll be even more sure that there isn't a god!"
I know I cannot prove to anybody that that is not the case. All I can do is give my own word, for whatever that might be worth, that this was an absolutely genuine attempt to open myself up to some higher force. I am open to the possibility that there is a god and maybe he just decided the answer was a resounding "no", or maybe he's just pissed at me for being an atheist all this time or whatever.
So no answers. No proof that anything is there, no proof that it isn't. Like I said, nothing that will shake the world, just a little true story about an atheist who prayed.
I've been going through a somewhat difficult time recently. A friend betrayed me, and a loved one chose to side with him against me - and then made me accept his betrayal and forgive him (though he had not apologised and had in fact made it clear that he wasn't particularly sorry). I've been alternately angry and depressed about this for a week or so.
The other day another friend bumped into me and said she would "add me to the prayer list". I thanked her, and she said something about not having a lot of pull in that area recently. I told her that as a non-believer I didn't even try praying myself.
She challenged me to do two things :
1) Sometime when your in a quiet spot and nothing is going on just sit for a few minutes and let your heart open to him; just allow him to touch you. Just sit there quietly and just be open to it.
2) Again when its quiet and nothing going on, just sit down and tell him what is going on in your life. Details and how you feel whats bugging you and whats good about things, just like your talking to a friend and telling them you problems.
I've tried something like this before, but thought what the hell, it's been a long time, so I agreed to give it a go. I went to a quiet room in the house and sat there; no music, no TV, nothing, for about five minutes, just relaxing. Then I opened up a monologue in my head. I didn't write it down or anything but it was along the lines of :
"god, I know I'm not a believer in you really, and perhaps I have no right to ask this of you, but I am going to ask anyway. I am going through a difficult time lately, as I guess you know. I'm not asking you to fix it, I'm not asking you to turn the world on its head for me. I'm told you have a plan, and I'm not going to presume to second guess you on that. But I'm down, I'm unhappy, and I'd be really grateful if you could give me some sort of sign that things can be okay. I'm not asking for a booming voice from the sky or anything, just... some feeling inside, some hint of your strength or support. Thanks."
Nothing.
I went and entertained myself for a bit, then came back before bed and relaxed a little again before doing my second assignment. I explained in more detail what had happened, and just talked about this and that inside my head for a bit.
Nothing.
Does it prove anything? No, not really. I don't doubt that a believer can say that I wasn't really being honest or open - maybe suspecting that my thinking was "this won't work, and then I'll be even more sure that there isn't a god!"
I know I cannot prove to anybody that that is not the case. All I can do is give my own word, for whatever that might be worth, that this was an absolutely genuine attempt to open myself up to some higher force. I am open to the possibility that there is a god and maybe he just decided the answer was a resounding "no", or maybe he's just pissed at me for being an atheist all this time or whatever.
So no answers. No proof that anything is there, no proof that it isn't. Like I said, nothing that will shake the world, just a little true story about an atheist who prayed.