An Open Letter to God

Josh's open letter to God is very funny.  As he wanted to establish his faith, he tried quite a few religions,  good or bad, - devil's Satanism, confusing Wicca, daring Christianity, creepy Scientology, lazy Buddhism.  None works for him:

Christianity: God makes a promise that people who are looking for him will find him. So that someone who is really looking and is asking, maybe they need to say, ‘God, I fucking dare you.’ God would be more interested in hearing that than having someone come in and fake it. But, to have your whole life bound by the pages of an ancient book is the ultimate buzzkill.

Satanism: The devil's work - It's more of a philosophy than a religion. It's mainly about following your carnal nature as opposed to reserving yourself. It’s about indulgence, enjoying the pleasures of the flesh. Everything that Christians tell you to do, such as hold back on things, Satanists would do the exact opposite.

Scientology: All about book sale - I asked him if it was a religion. He said yes and handed me a book called, A New Slant on Life, which he said had all the answers. "Are you thinking about buying it?" he asked. Lord, if you were real, Scientology wouldn’t exist. Although now they have my credit information, so, uh, just kidding.

Buddhism: When I was younger, I thought Buddhism was a religion for people too lazy for faith. But, to be honest, the older I get, the more intriguing Buddhism becomes for that exact reason.

Wicca: Wicca is a confusing religion. Anything you wish for on one person it comes back to you threefold. So if you’re sending positive energy to somebody and blessing them as much as you can, it comes back to you threefold.It’s about nature, mostly, but I don’t get it.

He expressed his frustration in his letter to God, "Are you there, God?  It's me, Josh."

So he wrote, "Dear Lord, I don’t believe in you, but I’m going to try, so let’s get this holy train rolling. The first time I read your book I was baked out of my mind. But you know that already. I lived in a disgusting studio in Boston’s South End with my father. Nineteen-years-old and I couldn’t stop eating Doritos. By the way, those things are so good when you’re stoned. It’s like that cheese does a little ballet dance on your tongue while making sweet, dirty love to your taste buds. Sorry. I remember finding your Bible on the bookshelf, flipping through Matthew. In the matter of an hour, I was engrossed, the whole front part of the book—those thin, little pages—stained in thick, orange cheese dust. I remember zoning out for hours and then suddenly hearing my dad rumbling up the stairs. He blasted through the door, contemplating the smoke-filled room, studying me as I lay on the bed, crooked, propped up against the wall with a Bible in my hand. He undid his hair tie, letting his long, gray ponytail fall onto his shoulders."

As one reader Ellen McMahill pointed out, the problem is that the established religions tend to be disconnected to everyday life for so many of us.  Here is what Ellen commented:

I admit that I believe there is more to reality than what we see, hear and feel. I’ve studied quantum physics to understand the nature of energy that connects the basic fabric of the universe and researched a wide range of ideas to gather my own thoughts about the divine.

It seems to me that the problem with religions is that change and knowledge has accelerated to the point that any institution, which all religions become as soon as they are organized, is inflexible because it is bound by rules and rituals. Without flexibility, religion gets lost in the dust as the world races toward the constantly evolving future. And maybe in this more highly evolved future the notion of separate religions will melt together into a vision of our shared humanity.


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