Everything ever completely gone and something about lamenting.
Posted on 12 Jan 2012
God is the being capable of erasing the entire existence of everything ever in a single moment–no, it wouldn’t even take a moment. No one would even know it happened. It wouldn’t even happen. Everything gone, including the idea of everything, including the idea of gone, including ideas, including including. There would be nothing but God to observe to God that there was once something else. (Why bother). It is a most terrifyingly awesome thought. How about humans: sometimes we split atoms and incinerate cities. That is the best we have.
When my friends lost their baby the week we were all expecting him, my deepest and purest thought was to God and went a bit like this: tell us why you created this world the way you did, you idiot. I think this was a genuine lament. Christianity says that God welcomes laments, that God empathizes and in some way acts. I’ve become far too cavalier in my laments if I believe this. I’ll never know the answer to why, and I’ll never not want the answer to why. As soon as I say I’ll have it in Heaven then I’ve got an answer that buys me time and hey, why are you lamenting if you’ll have the answers in a few decades. What a silly game.
Henceforth: I think my lamenting should have a small sense that I could be in deep shit for telling God I think everything is wrong.
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