I usually think God is everything everything is God But, i don't know so many questions you could ask and so many answers about God trying to find anything about God would be a lifelong task. Does God wear a mask? Is God Jesus? Is God Aphrodite? or maybe the trees so, talk and mighty! or mabe the rivers and streams or the sun and moon beams? Is God the wind in my hair? is God my dog on my couch? my wise mother or my friends or family? or is God me? Ever religion, woman and man has their idea of God and What they think is God's plan God could stand before the world so, talk everyone could see, shout with the voice of lightnig so loud and powerful the world would hear...no one would doubt God is near telling us the truth and how he would appear We got books and prophets that is for sure that say he he did do that but, then we got sone who say where is the proof at? then we are stuck.. God it so easy to think of you on a sunny pretty day. watching a river go through and the trees in the wind in the forest meditating or chanting you feel like a dear old freind i feel you filling up inside me so strong i dance and sing a joyful song but, in other times i wonder what went wrong? i see pain, misery, hunger, suffering, violence and disease i see people praying and crying in their knees God help me please? You give and you take away you are the God of life and death You bring everything in the universw amd you bring it out everything is born, lives, grows old and dies to be replaced You are the God of darkness and light I think it is all the same... no matter who we call you be name what we think of you realky does not matter some people say our religion is the only way people say my way or the highway you will burn someday if you don't do it our way! I think this probally makes you laugh maybe, you watch us play the guessing game Would Athiests exist if it really mattered to you what we belive and do? When i look at nature i don't see no morality no rules, no church or a book No animal has crazy rules on sex or life like us crazy humans make don't even care about clothes to wear or how to have their hair My dog never goes to church or reads a bible no he don't pray or have a religion in anyway Do you care about me more than my dog so much i need rules and religion? Humans made all them religions and rules up didn't they You are our father and mother anyway no matter what we do or say you love us anyway you lead us, guide us and will take us home someday My favoritw religions are Christianity, Wicca, Native American spritiuality and Buddhism Yea, Buddha and Jesus i do admire But, I also follow my heart and my own wisdom with in know my self and you my old freind Some say you are just a part of my brain just an imaginary freind no one listens to the prayers or feels your pain no one shines in the sun or sends the rain Well, who ever you are God What ever you are? you have always been my old freind if you are a part of my brain and my death is the end i know you will hold my hand as they put me in the sand were ever we go we go together forever.. Amen....
This is cool. Here is my idea of God; by cowgirlsue At some point in my life I became aware of the seed of God deep in my being. I nurtured this seed with thoughts and actions of love and peace and truth and freedom. I protected this seed from the attacks of the world and never betrayed the integrity of it’s being. As the years went by I discovered that most of the people around me had either sold their seed to the highest bidder or had fed it thoughts and actions motivated by fear until it withered and died. Finally after finding out that I could not be bought or scared into submission, the world decided to erase me. But by this time the seed of God had become my main reason for being and I fought a long hard battle to protect it. Alas I was overwhelmed by superior odds and was trampled to death. But lo and behold I found out there is no death. And when I looked inside my being to the place where the seed of God was planted, in its stead was a magnificent, radiant tree. The minions of the world attacked the tree with their machines and weapons only to find out their weapons were useless and their machines broke down. So at the end of the siege the little egos of the world took their broken toys and left. It was then I realized I was not the trampled ego lying in the dirt but the magnificent, radiant tree with roots sunk deep in Mother Earth for sustenance. I no longer needed the world but now the world needed me.
I like that the idea of God within that i am guessing you are calling the seed. the world is not very spiritual i think you are saying i am glad you stay in contact with God.
