This makes no sense.For those who believe, no proof is necessary. For those who don't believe, no proof is possible.
I take it to mean that proof, in terms of empirical evidence, has no sway one way or the other where faith is concerned. It couldn't, really, for free will to be essential to the system.This makes no sense.
Right, that makes no sense.I take it to mean that proof, in terms of empirical evidence, has no sway one way or the other where faith is concerned. It couldn't, really, for free will to be essential to the system.
If there is evidence, then it’s no longer “faith”I take it to mean that proof, in terms of empirical evidence, has no sway one way or the other where faith is concerned. It couldn't, really, for free will to be essential to the system.
If it's a proof then the evidence is incontrovertible. If the evidence is incontrovertible, it's no longer faith. I would say if there is proof then it's no longer faith.If there is evidence, then it’s no longer “faith”
Well I’d say faith is never required, or desired.Psychopav said:If it's a proof then the evidence is incontrovertible. If the evidence is incontrovertible, it's no longer faith. I would say if there is proof then it's no longer faith.
Where the scientific method can be used to address a question, faith is not required, right?
Sounds like you're really, really dependent on your family. Look at what just happened. They all left, now you're seeing them everywhere you look and are so afraid you're starting to believe in god. This can be a really, really good thing for you, though. I would get as much work in on myself as I could while they're gone. Use your love for them as motivation to become a better person. This sounds like a very limited, unique time in your life that you have "you" all to yourself without any distractions. What if something happens one day and you actually lose one, two, three, four of them? You need to practice the scenario, dude. Practice being good at being alone while they're gone. No matter how much it hurts, act like it doesn't. Use it to make yourself stronger. I'd go full beast mode on meditation, exercise and nutrition - maybe even fast for a day or two - to get the most out of this experience as possible. What I wouldn't do is sit at home and watch Disney movies wondering when my owners are coming home to feed me.
Dog spelled backwards is God.Perfect thread for this:
Have a lot of things going on work/projects etc., haven't been sleeping well. I have a habit of watching and leaving the T.V. on while falling asleep and sleeping. Wake up some time in the early morning hours and stay awake an hour or so watching said t.v....The other evening I come home and find the cable reception down...Start my investigation and find that my dog has dug a hole and ate my cable leading to my house in half. That night no t.v. so I read about 20 minutes fall asleep and sleep like the dead until the morning alarm. (which by the way I normally wake before the alarm)... So I start pondering, did my dog eat my cable or was there divine intervention and God ate my cable?
I should probably start being a little nicer to my dog. Because he is a nice dog, and too cover the bases.Dog spelled backwards is God.
What do you think?
This is something you can put a lot of blame for on God.I just accidentally hit a link here...useless are my fingers.
And it landed on a post by @otb_lifer.
God, I wish you were here, otb.
Now just think of all the people that exact scenario didn't happen to.Don’t know. I also don’t know the odds of stumbling across a stray penny on the ground but it’s not extremely rare, of course. What I do know is that the chances of hearing one of the two songs you mentioned followed by the other one (because the order is immaterial) is roughly 1 in 2500, assuming a random shuffle. That’s more common than winning the pick four, or whatever your state calls it. I believe in God, myself, and I’m not saying He didn’t have a hand in this, but it’s not all that rare, probabilistically speaking.
that's a scene right out of Bruce AlmightySometimes I like to imagine God in front of dual monitors fending hundreds of extinction events and thousands of epidemics that could kill millions. His desk is littered with empty Mountain Dew cans and an overflowing ashtray. He's feverishly pecking away at his keyboard with bags under his eyes when he gets a post it note put on his desk that says, "From Gary in New Mexico: Thanks a lot for letting my grandma die, jerk."
Think of all of them it happened to and it was meaningless to them.Now just think of all the people that exact scenario didn't happen to.
What if you had amnesia?When did being reminded of your kids become some kind of miracle?
If you really want to know, ask God to reveal himself to you and then be willing to take steps of faith as he reveals more and more. Eventually you will be left without doubt.So, I was raised Catholic. Went to Catholic school with the nuns in habits - whole bit. I then went to public high school, and between that and college plenty of questions came up that I still haven't been able to answer or figure out about the existence (or non-existence of God). I've always leaned to the non-existence side.
So for the next week my wife and 3 kids are out of town for spring break. They left yesterday morning.
I'm out on my run last night, and three things happened, one after another:
1. Saw a penny on the ground. My younger son is a money hound. He always finds change on the ground, so when that happens he always stops and picks it up. So consequently, I always stop and pick it up when I see it. So I stop, grab the penny, smile a bit thinking about him, and keep moving.
2. I have my headphones in listening to Spotify, and I have it on shuffle playing a running playlist I have that is about 70 songs long. Literally seconds after the penny thing, my daughter's favorite song starts playing. I smile again, thinking: "well, I guess she wants to say hi too." and keep running. At this point thoughts are creeping into my head like: "if something happens now that reminds me of my 3rd child...."
3. The VERY NEXT SONG that plays is a song my oldest son told me to put on my playlist, so one of his favorites. I literally throw my head back and laugh out loud. So apparently all three kids wanted to say hi last night.
But then I got to thinking - my whole life I've searched for some proof of the existence of God. By nature I am a cynic on things such as this, but my mind is open enough to at least consider the possibilities. I also know this could be just one hell of a coincidence. But, could this be the sign I've been looking for?
At any rate it's a pretty neat story. Serious and shtick replies welcome.![]()