The possibilities of the unknown

In the deep, amid the unknown, in the depth of space, is where we mysteriously are sitting now on this lonely planet. We are amid this vast expanse of mysterious terrain around us here somewhere that we don’t now know or fathom the possibilities for with any adequacy.  

We do not begin to understand exactly the terms of this arrangement we’re eerily a part of. We wonder about it often though. I did, I just wondered about it just now listening to the eerie sound of a train whistle that went passing through my small village in the middle of the night here. I stood in the dark out back looking up into the far reaches of stars and space. Here amid these lonely coordinates, here part of earth, I wondered about it while not understanding how it all came to be as it is. I was confounded by this great unknown.  

We may be far, where we now are, from what are the truly more fantastical cities out there. We may be far from real civilization, places much more impressive then the limitations of what a mortal imaginations can predict about other places. Our predictions then therefore are limited to a natural wonderment because we exist on Earth. Others out there however may know a greater, larger inventiveness one that salvages natures beauty for meditation in a far superior way to what we can now fathom. We may not be mature enough really to know such things or to predict or understand nature or God’s endless possibilities. 

It may be real that there is much to be encountered far out in the cosmos past the quiet interstellar limits with it’s icy commits and métiers. Out there amid dark matter maybe there are worlds and realities transcending earthly imaginations offering many possibilities. The sky out there is not just a dark dry empty canvass of deep empty space but the home of actual truth, of real phenomena, of real experience. We now presently exist in a place of real possibility.

Meanwhile as we live life here on earth life has great uncertainty as to our futures. Everyone alive knows this as we all are confounded and perplexed by a chaos we presently experience here. We have the uncertainty of death and what becomes of us after that to ponder. This chaos involves growing minds interrelating with people using information and ideas to personally predict its outcome. Billions of us in this way claim to have the chaos of ideas all sorted out adequately enough in the numerous belief convictions we all have. We have beliefs too many to count, beliefs with too many variations, often enough, to find close similarity between them.

The world never does solve this chaos problem for us in this way. People say some people have it right and then say to those people who do not have it right, they suppose, they have perhaps lost at this eternal game by its heavy-handed rules. These people then who think these rules divide up the hope humanity has or doesn’t have in this severe way openly admit that the rules they follow instruct them that the majority of humanity are doomed.

The escape clause for finding eternity happily is an old formula. Attached to these written arguments are some alarming words about human fate and the hope of all human kind. According to this form of teaching you best get your minds ideas right amid this fearful thought struggle.

Even though we should all be able to see that the mind, across time, from place to place, and experience to experience, gets easily contaminated by different reasoned arguments. Nonetheless you best not allow your judgment to get stunted by error in this way in your course of thought people tell you. Life and its pains and therefore it’s ideological confusion must not rob you of your only hope. Some people would suggest to you that this is God’s plan in very strong and compelling language. There is nothing fair about this if it’s true.

Isn’t error and confusion in life, though, normal as a thinking person exists in community, whatever community, as this confusing process plays out across humanity. Does God love those people who merely by human, environmental, and cultural weaknesses come to see the truth or its relevancy differently as a belief.

 The journey to finding the supposed absolute of how things really work, in the grand scheme of things, after all, has many teachers of many beliefs. Many of the different teachers probably aren’t as wise as many of the other such teachers. Nonetheless, inevitably millions of teachers have a different account of truth then and they are persuading billions of listeners who are just people looking for “the truth.” Is it right that we hold those audiences of those teachers, and all mankind in general as well who struggle in exactly the same way, accountable to this ideological correctness demand some of us think is correct. So they must get the truth right no matter how impossible and improbable that is in life or else they are determined to be doomed.

We are saying to the world at large to know this particular truth that we confess to know or else find yourself not only denied hope but now forever in pain, forever amid fear, evil, and eternal torture and torment itself.

This antiquated old overly certain and narrow road to hope then seems to spit out Gods children on many shores of the world. This view that goes about spitting humanity into a fiery satanic pit to suffocate among sulfur and ash. This is a kind of belief as opposed to a belief, hope and faith in a God which I think is more real. A fair God, a merciful Jesus, finding us wherever on earth we are, whatever shape we’re in now, or after our life is over, and loving and forgiving us all by His death on the cross. Blessed are the merciful.