I was a Roman Catholic and then a Protestant for 22 years before I stopped going to church.
Why? Because I couldn't explain the concept of Blind Faith and I disliked the way Christians always looked to God for answers when sometimes, they really should be using their God-given brains to think. Before seeking divine intervention that is. Ironic isn't it? Its like using the Father as some sort of spiritual, emotional and intellectual crutch to circumvent the mediocrity of their own lives.
Cannot finish studying for that important exam? Pray for wisdom. Cannot find a life-partner? Pray and tell God you know He has a plan for your impending blissful marriage. Work getting you down? Pray for patience and resilience.
When things go terribly wrong and one is befuddled for a solution? Sweep it under the carpet and say that God has a plan and that everything will be alright. When a solution is finally found (most of the time by unconsciously using your own cerebral hemispheres to ponder), praise God for his work in mysterious ways. When a solution is not found, believe that God has alternative plans in store.
Everything is attributed to one Unseen Being. Good or Bad, in sickness or in health, by chance or destiny, God will explain. Sooner or later.
Well I suppose we are only human. When we don't have answers, we want to believe in the existence of celestial logic that trancends our own mediocre mental state. Its very convenient you see.
And still sometimes, I admit, when I cannot fathom the stupid things that I do, I am secretly hoping God can explain.
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