There has been a recent response to the new atheism of Dawkins and Hitchens. It seems a new book is published each week to present counter arguments. I began to wonder why this might be. After all, why would anyone care what other peoples faith entailed.
Religion appears where reason fails. When we are suffering, when death is near. It appears where we can not understand yet know. When hit with the wonder of nature, the wonder of the stars, space, infinity some feel elation. Others are unable to enjoy their insignificance. To look to the sky and turn to Gods seems very tragic; to look to the stars and think of astrology instead of astronomy is the failure to enjoy wonder; to consider infinity and try to shrink it in to religious understanding to me feels negligent as a human. To not see the sheer beauty in a tree or the raw majesty of existence, requires a dour mind, the type that may prefer a tree spirit, the type who imagines some fantasy or supernatural existence.
When I was a boy my two closest friends were Jewish. To this day I enjoy the company of Jews. It is in a jocular levity they have, a distrust of established ideas that attracts me. No surprise that they didn't believe in Mohamed or Christ being a walking God. Their God didn't walk among us.
As we grew up each system we entered took us different ways.
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