Why God loves the churchless so much

When I'm not being grandiose and am feeling my normal humble self, I like to imagine how God sees things.

This isn't difficult for me to do – it's easy really – because after almost forty years of daily meditation my ego loss is so nearly complete, I'm in touch with the highest realms of reality.

(Just don't ask my wife to confirm this. Unfortunately, she still denies my divinity. But isn't there some sort of saying about a prophet not being recognized in his own land? Or…home?)

Anyway, I've been pondering why God would love me and other churchless souls so much more than fundamentalist believers. My ponders feel like they're coming directly from God, as do the answers. Thus I'm confident that what I'm about to say is the god-given truth.

If you don't agree, well, clearly Satan has got you terribly confused. I'm sorry, but that's the only explanation. Because following up on my previous undeniable metaphysical truths, here's some additional really real reality.

I begin by assuming that God, if such exists, is either going to have a personal or an impersonal nature. I suppose there could be other possibilities, but it's tough to envision them. (A God-machine, for example, would be impersonal).

A couple of years ago the true name of God was revealed to me through the grace of some extra-strong coffee. It is: Galobet

The first three letters of God's name reflect a personal nature: G-God; A-Allah; L-Lord. The fourth, O-One, is more impersonal, but early on Christianity absorbed the Neoplatonic "One" into a monotheistic worldview. The last three letters are decidedly impersonal: B-Brahman; E-Emptiness (Buddhist); T-Tao.

Now, if God's nature is impersonal, the question of love really doesn't arise. At least, not in any humanly recognizable sense. In Hinduism, Buddhism, and Taoism the ultimate doesn't love us like a good friend, spouse, close relative, or other loved one would.

Rather, love is more like an integral aspect of the cosmos, an aspect of unity – if not identical with it. Something that is One can be said to love itself, since there's nothing other than it.

So I've got the impersonal bases covered, given my fondness for this philosophical position. Heck, I even wrote a book about it, "Return to the One."

What if God is personal, though? Well, then the question becomes, "What sort of person is God?" There's no agreement among the world's religions.

The Christian personal God is much different from the Islamic personal God, as is the Judaic personal God. Then we've got all kinds of other personal Gods, such as that described by the Bahai faith, by Sant Mat, and by other mystico-spiritual faiths of both the East and West.

Most people make a guess about what sort of person God is, and leave it at that. Meaning, they either accept the religion they were born into, or they grab onto a monotheistic belief system that makes the most sense to them.

The way I see it, this is a bad bet. If God is the sort of person who wants to be known and loved as he/she/it is, rather than how humans imagine God to be, then blind faith isn't going to be pleasing to the ultimate divinity.

It's as if someone you had never seen in person said, "I'll meet you at Starbucks," and before confirming that you had come across the right individual you started hugging the first guy or girl you saw in the coffee house and forgot about finding who you were really supposed to meet.

My churchless way of looking at the world is aimed at not making such a mistake. I'm no longer willing to make a leap of faith into the arms of whatever personal God (in my case, that of Sant Mat) appeals to my whim.

Now, a leap like that strikes me as being disparaging, or even insulting, to a personal God. I figure that if God exists, then God will appreciate my waiting to embrace him/her/it until divinity truly makes an appearance. I don't want to be distracted by a poseur or fake when the Real Thing is still to be found.

Thus I'm open to however God wants to make an appearance. I'm here, Ultimate Dude or Dudette. Stop by and say hello whenever you've got a moment. Or, eternity.

Hope you love my attitude. If not, I've got an interesting afterlife awaiting. (As will also be the case "if so".)

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[Edward]

My beloved is wrapped around me like cheap green lycra shorts. Let there be a day I do not sweat the happy tears of reunion, or a meal go by that I do not drink my love, and I am lost forever.

Every spider is a tarantula to a frightened child, and my love shows me that each insect is as different as each night, as each now. I am taken in like bread, lifted like a tipped bike, wished upon and washed away.

And then there is a song - there I am, there is my love, and I have no idea what is going on, I have used up all of my imagination, I am outside the city limits, and I am lost, possessing myself of love.

Take my person away, replace my face with petals, with barbs. Let me be the collapsing among the protein chains that break when my love rises to merely begin a gesture.

[Roger]

Edward,

The Elves are smiling.......