And Yet, I Pray

Praying Hands

I have another blog, HETERODOX BISHOP. What follows is my latest post there:

Everything we know, or think we know, about God is subjective, which means that it depends on an individual’s subjective experiences that are private mental events limited to that one individual who experiences them. We have no objective information about God. Objective information refers to objects and events in the world that anyone can, in principle, observe.

God has not been observed objectively. The reason that we have differing religions in the world is because all religons are based on subjective information, which refers to feelings and experiences that depend on an individual’s own particular viewpoint and traits.

The content of the Bible was written by people based on their individual, subjective experiences that were private mental events limited to each individual who experienced them. For example, Moses said he spoke to God and God spoke to him. No one observed this but him. Whatever information we get from Moses about God is subjective. We have no objective information about God from Moses, nor do we have any objective information about God from any of the writers of the Bible. Even if one believes that the writers of the Bible were inspired by God, the belief that it was inspired by God is subjective. Everything said, done or seen by anyone that cannot be observed by everyone is subjective.

The holy books of all religions are subjective, whether it is the Bible, the Torah, the Talmud, the Quran, the Shreemad Bhagavad Gita or any other holy books. Thus, belief in any deity or deities is subjective since no deity can be observed by anyone. If any deity could be observed by anyone, then I should be able to observe God, Yahw, Allah, Shiva, Vishnu, Brahma or any other deity. It should be possible for me or anyone else. However, it is not.

All religion is subjective. All religion is without objective proof.

And yet, I pray. I pray to the God of my own subjective understanding. Why? Because, as Alexander Pope wrote, “Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never is, but always to be blessed: The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.”

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