God--Wow!! It just doesn't happen this way. On Friday morning, my computer died. Today Dell came and fixed it, no lost data, under warranty. On Friday afternoon, my dishwasher died. Just as I was getting ready to go to Lowes to look for a new one, an "inner prompt" led me to check the breaker box. Nothing was tripped, but I hand tripped the dishwasher switch, and Voila! Up and working. (I also had a similar prompt about an ailing dehumidifier--also fixed!) On Friday night my crawlspace flooded. On Saturday morning my realtor reached out to the contractor who had worked on this during inspection. He took responsibility and said he'll send a crew out. Most amazing is that God helped me to stay worry-free (well, okay, mostly, but WAY better than in the past). I know everyone has their world view, but I just can't see all this as "coincidence". Grateful. And encouraging all of us to remain grateful even when things DON'T work out this easily. I know many going through hard times--God is still good, still there, still loving. (And those of you who send prayer requests, I will pray.)
This is a post from an acquaintance on Facebook. Sometimes it takes everything in my not to reply with massive amounts of snark. Firstly, let's talk about technology. It is almost cliche these days to say, "Have you tried turning it off and on again?" It's the first thing you do whenever something quits working. According to Martha here, 'God' prompted her to check the breaker box and like fucking magic, it started working again. Even though there is an OBVIOUS scientific reason why this would happen, Martha chooses to give the credit to God. Maybe he didn't fix her dishwasher, but he told her to do it. Her computer was on the fritz and a repair person who has probably spent years studying and fixing computers, fixed it for her. But the glory goes to a deity, because somehow an item being fixed is an amazing work that only a creator could do. As for the flooded crawlspace. The people who put it in took responsibility, did their jobs, and fixed it. Again, no miracle here, just people making mistakes and fixing them. Of course, the real miracle for her was that she was not too too stressed out about it.
"I just can't see all this as coincidence," she states. All of what? Your computer being fixed, you knowing to trip a breaker box, and repairmen fixing their shoddy work? How is God even remotely responsible for any of that shit? And why would he even care? There are babies dying of bone cancer, but this supposed deity took time out of his day to give you an inner prompt about a breaker box? (which is the first thing a repairman would have done btw) Another person somewhere has a computer that died with far more sensitive information on it than you can even imagine and you are praising a god that yours was fixed with files intact? What makes you so fucking special? Abso-fucking-nothing, that's what.
And her final comment about being grateful. Well, that is a good feeling to have. But not to God. You should be grateful to the man who repaired your computer and the company that fixed your flooding issue. You should be thankful that you still have a good enough memory and recall, that you thought about flipping the breaker before you totally freaked out about a broken dishwasher. But for her, being grateful is remembering that there is an almighty god out there who, despite massive amounts of suffering on our planet, takes time out of his day to deal with your petty irrelevant shit.
This is a personal, but secret, blog archiving my deconversion from a Christian to a non-believer.