P. Andrew Ochalski
My great sense of wonder and my desire for an unshakeable standard of Good in view of the pervasive human wickedness throughout history necessitated the existence of a God in my cosmology. The separate histories of my parents insured that “God” was Christian, the iron will of my mother assured that he would be Anglican as opposed to Roman Catholic, which my father would have preferred.
Education and reflection caused me to re-define God sporadically from the Old Testament Yaweh of early childhood, to the Jesus-Saviour of late childhood-early adolescence. He had a philosopher-Enlightened Being phase up yo my early adult years, until shaking off the last crumbs of the Jesus-incarnation and settled into a comfortable oscillation between Deist indifference and pantheist impersonal immanence.
What was I left with? God is Love or God is the Laws of Nature… Well, Love is already Love and the Laws of Nature are not only somewhat provisional, but difficult to reconcile (relativity and quantum mechanics) and horribly mathematical in any case. Poof! “God” was gone and left no forwarding address.
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