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I Don’t Believe In God — But I Really Hope He Is There
But if he isn’t…
I have a friend with whom I really enjoy having deep conversations about spiritual things and life in general. We really see eye to eye so we just get each other.
The other day we were going to a restaurant. I was driving. We were talking nonsense as friends do and out of the blue he asked me “You don’t believe in God, right?”.
I had been dwelling on this issue for some time now.
I took a deep breath and said “I don’t know… I don’t but I really hope he is there, you know?”.
As the understanding man he is, he asked me “What do you mean?”.
I tried to put into words the thoughts I had been having for some weeks. I struggled with this task but words came out of my mouth anyway.
I told him “I know that a lot of people need the idea of God to feel safe and I get why that is but I am just not one of those people”.
This is why I struggle so much to get my point across or even just to say what I think. What I say makes sense to me but I can’t elaborate enough for people to understand my point.
But the fact is that he is really a great person in those situations and he kept on pushing me to explain myself.