My loss of faith certainly was not based on
my material success as much as it was just plain indifference. Would it be too
far a stretch to say that the life of faith simply seemed silly to me? It is
said that atheism proclaims that there is no proof of God but, it is my
contention that, any “proof” of these sorts are as inane as proofs to the
contrary. It just didn’t matter one way or another to me because I believed
that the Universe could be described, from the big Bang on, adequately without
fantastic explanations. To tell the truth, I still believe that, and
furthermore, I believe God believes that.
The Tao of physics
doesn’t require that I take on any burdensome proofs or circular reasoning. My
contention is that, if God exists, then it is up to God to provide the proof…
should that really be necessary. My part is to apply certain principles, time
worn and true, to my life in such a way as to display the proofs in my heart.
Had I not hit bottom I would have no reason to believe that either.
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