More
than any other subject, none other has my complete attention than the nature of
the universe and that of the prime mover’s relationship with it. I once saw it
as indifferent rather than hostile and cruel. My mind would not change unless I
could discover evidence to the contrary of this dismal prospect. Had there not
been a series of “coincidences” that brought me to my knees in complete
surrender, I would have no evidence in this direction at all.
An outside observer in a lab
coat could contend that my experience was a subjective one with several physical
and scientific explanations for it. I don’t see any constructive purpose in
convincing this imaginary technician with a clip board otherwise. I was
powerless over alcohol and was touched by the Heart of Compassion. I could contend
that my dear skeptics, as sound as their reasons are, can also be touched by
their own defeat and surrender. But it is the example of the positive transformation
exhibited in my life, not the very personal spiritual experience itself, is the
only argument I have that transcends the material proofs of the cynic.
Besides, I know of some very
humble and moral folks, having no beliefs along these lines, who seem to have
very little discernable neurosis in their lives. I am in awe of them and see no
reason to convert them to my own beliefs at all. In that light, it is easier for
me to see that people of faith are the “sick souls” and it is only the sick
ones like me who have need for all this faith business.
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