Is There Really A God?

He's got a point. Billions of years is a very, very long time. Of course that still doesn't preclude a guiding hand in the process. Billions of years could be like six days, or six seconds, to God.

It's not always easy to tell right from wrong. It can be awkward, and downright painful sometimes. And once in a while we make a mistake, and have to learn a lesson. Doing the right thing is a huge responsibility, and it seems that humans have always been more than eager to give up that responsibility to someone else. To God. All we have to do is follow His instructions, conveniently written down for us in the religious text of our choice.

But subjugating your free will is not good. It closes your mind. You lose your ability to reason. You become lazy, and devolve into a sheep, easily led to slaughter.

But is it any better to go to the other extreme, and deny the existence of God completely? To say that in this immense, far flung universe that literally stretches to the end of time and back, there is no ultimate power. No God. That if we can't touch it or taste it or feel it with one our pathetically limited senses, therefore it doesn't exist?

No. Believing unequivocally that there is no God is also not good. It also closes your mind, and restricts your reason. It is also lazy. It is avoiding the question completely, and sticking your head in the sand.

Questions are good. It is how we learn, and grow, and evolve. And the more we evolve, the more we discover that it is possible to believe in God, without giving up our free will.