I think I like a pantheist view of god, the universe as god. It’s odd how things function to create life. There is something, which you could call god or the biological forces of nature, that gives birth to all the processes that maintain our bodies, that enable cell division, brain activity etc. all of which is pretty amazing. I don’t do that, I am not in charge of the cell division in my body, or the immune system, or my heart beat. It just happens somehow, and it keeps going (for a certain time.)
You could call it god, but that is probably just a metaphor.
Spinoza had a pantheistic attitude toward god which was scandalous for his time. Thomas Jefferson was more of deist which accepted that God must’ve created the universe, but then had no further interest in the actions or desires of people. Kind of like the author of a book who doesn’t go back to it once it is finished.
Essentially, it is pretty nonsensical. Ideas like God, the Self, Justice, Free Will, Evil, Pride, Sin or Destiny are impossible to conclusively define. We all generally know what they mean in the context when they are used, but they are essentially irreducible signifiers. They are concepts that can be used but cannot be examined devoid of the context in which they are used without eventually leading to irreconcilable contradictions — i.e. nonsense.
Even attempting to build a logical or completely reasonable basis for morality and ethics leads to many incredibly terrible outcomes – genocide, totalitarian societies, eugenics, Hiroshima that can overshadow the worst religious terrors have achieved. The most likely final answer to the problems of living seems to be something like having faith in something – but not too seriously. Sorta like the way Elaine Pagels described some early Christian sects that didn’t threaten hell and damnation on people who couldn’t live up to the teachings of Christ but instead said something more like “at least do your best.”
Like when you go back and look at the way the Old Testament delivered the 10 commandment (and hundreds of other laws, actually). There was a story where one of the Hebrews was found picking up sticks on the Sabbath Day. They had just gotten the commandments and one of them said something like “Remember the Sabbath Day to keep it holy.” Now that doesn’t clearly outright say, do or don’t do anything specific on the Sabbath Day, but picking up sticks certainly didn’t sit right with his neighbors so they took him up to Moses to ask what should be done with him. Moses said he had to ask God so when he did, God said that the man should be stoned to death by his neighbors. So that’s what they did.
However, if you think about it, it really should have played out like a Black Adder sketch. They would have buried the man up to his waist in the desert, everyone would have picked up a stone, but when the time came to throw it, they should have all just stood there holding the stones… because there just so happens to be another commandment that goes something like “you will not kill.”
So, while they are standing there, shuffling around, Moses would have to say “um… guys? You can start lobbing those rocks at Sid here any time now. Do I need to do a countdown or something?”
After an awkward pause, one of the Hebrews would say, “Well, Moe, you know, I don’t think we can do that.”
“Why not?”
“See, this is the thing. God said that Sid should die because he was working on the Sabbath Day and all.”
Random Hebrew: “He was picking up sticks. You call that working? Sidney wouldn’t know real work if it dropped on his foot.”
Sid: “Screw you, Larry!”
Moses: “Hush up. Yes, Sid must die for breaking the commandment.”
“Well, that’s all well and good, of course, seeing as it is the Lord saying it and all, but, here’s the thing. If we kill Sid, then we’ll be breaking that other commandment that goes something like, um…”
Random Hebrew: “Honor your mother and father.”
“No, the other one.”
Random Hebrew: “Don’t take the Lord’s name in vain, maybe?”
“No – Don’t kill! You will not kill. Remember?”
Random Hebrew: “Oh, yeah, I always forget that one.”
Moses: “There are only ten of them. How do you forget? What’s your point?”
“My point is that if he’s gotta die for breaking one commandment, then won’t we all have to die for breaking another commandment? I mean, at this rate we’ll end up with only one guy left who has to stone himself, won’t we?”
Moses: “But the Lord has commandeth that he die!”
“Then, let the Lord do it. I’m sure He doesn’t need any help from us.”
Random Hebrew: “I suppose Sid could kill himself.”
Sid: “No I can’t!”
Random Hebrew: “Lazy bastard. Won’t lift a finger to help anyone else, would you?!”
Why did no one in the Bible ever bring this up when the death penalty was being laid down for everything from wearing mixed fabrics to eating shrimp? Why can’t God do his own killing? I mean, eventually he kills everyone, right? The sentence is death eventually irrespective if you follow the commandments or not.
The answer likely is similar with the early Christians who were more “do your best” than “do or die!” The plain truth is that the people who are willing to kill to get their way most often get their way, and they control the narrative. However, that is just as true of any secular philosophy or politics as it is of theology and theocracy.
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