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June 29, 2003

Living Without  God

Richard Venus
 
God is a puzzle I wrestle with and I understand those who cannot find a place for what has traditionally been called the idea, the promise, the place of God in their life.  For some, they have just given up on the notion that God exists. When life presents us with Buchenwald and six year olds with cancer, and children murdered in their classrooms, it is hard to believe in a personal, loving god who cares, as Jesus once put it, for the sparrow and the lilies.

With science presenting us with so much information about the origins and nature of life, with answers to so many of life’s questions, god or the goddess become irrelevant. When we face the complexities and quandaries of life, and look at the scientific views of the universe the notion of a personal God becomes problematic. The world presents us with so many contradictions, so much pain and suffering, that it becomes hard to know God, or to find a god who cares.

There are many much wiser than I who have a deep and abiding faith in their God, and I know many of you also find a personal God accessible and a guide and helper in times of need. Certainly, the very things that turn some away from God are the same things that bring others toward the ground of being, or the Creator, or the god beyond god. For many there is a god that comforts, guides, loves and provides.

Perhaps I am not wise enough, or too skeptical, or perhaps just too stubborn to understand the nature of God, and so I remain am left with the question, why bother with God at all.

I am open to the possibility that there is a God that I do not yet understand. I suspect that if I could be shown a God who can stand up to my experience, my sense of science and reason, and the importance of love, then I might understand what God might be. I also realize that it is unreasonable to expect that in order to believe in a God’ such a being must somehow fit my personal understanding. It is just as true that just because I find God a problem, he or she does not have to fit my criteria in order to exist.

Which brings me to a story: A priest always brought his cat to the small village chapel he served, and tied the cat to the altar during the service. This went on for many years, and when the priest and his cat moved on and a new priest arrived, someone brought a new cat to tie to the altar so the service would have all its essential parts. They’re now on their seventy-eighth cat, with many more still to come.

Religion may have nothing to do with cats tied to altars, but we do often live by things because they were part of our lives in our early years. What we think about God, or Jesus, or Heaven and Hell is the way we have been taught. As my friend Davidson Loehr puts it: “Once you have been taught to say the Rosary, the Lord’s Prayer, once you have been taught that there is a God, or that there is not a God, something important seems to be settled. There are major areas of life you don’t need to think about again.”

This is, however, a terrible place to stop growing. What religion offers is so fragile. It is maintained only if we continue to question and not become tied to assumptions that may or may not be true. I often find myself in a skeptical phase, a time of questioning, doubting, exploring. We live in a time when the rules and assumptions we make about life and religion can no longer be taken for granted. It is a time epitomized by modern science and the spirit of humanism, the source from which we gain much in our Unitarian Universalist tradition.

The Humanist Manifesto, which gave form to modern notions of humanist philosophy, can be credited in some measure to a Unitarian. Edwin Wilson, minister of First Unitarian Church in Dayton, was an editor of The Humanist, a newsletter he and several others published to spread the humanist word. In that manifesto and elsewhere, Wilson and others argue for the use of reason in human affairs and give us a renewed sense of the majesty, the genius, the power, the potential of humanity and human good, without the need for supernatural assistance. Humanists argue that reason replaces religion, and the use of reason is by far a better way of life than the use of formal religion or intuition or authority. Many are quick to point out, however, that they believe in a religious humanism, a spiritual realm without a supreme being in charge.

According to one of the most noted of humanist writers, Corliss Lamont, “Humanity, the earth, and the universe make up Nature and Nature is our home; In it we ever live and move and have our being. Yes, we humans possess the glory of mind and the power of freedom; we know the grace of body and the splendor of love. We are grateful for the many simple pleasures that are ours, for the manifold enjoyments which art and culture and science bring . . .. Yes, this life is enough; this earth is enough; this great and eternal Nature is enough.”  1

We humans are enough, many would argue, and they add that a genuine altruism among human beings is a moving force for good. Human happiness is its own justification and requires no sanction or support from supernatural sources . . . Human beings using their own intelligence and cooperating liberally with one another, can build an enduring citadel of peace and beauty upon this earth.”

The need to find answers, to discover the truth for ourselves, is a way to move from the dogmas and creeds of religious development and a transition from the assurance of authority, from the truths we learned at an early age, to the uncertainty of doubt and disbelief. We are often left with holes needing to be filled. We not only reject teachings, but teachers, and the communities in which we were nourished and raised, which no longer fit our new understanding of life.

There is the story of three traitors who were to be guillotined for treason. The first was a Jesuit revolutionary. He was led to the guillotine with the kind of ceremony such occasions demand, and asked if he had any last words. “Viva la Revolution! Praise the Lord,” he shouted. Then he was asked to kneel, his head was laid in the notch, and the executioner pulled the release mechanism. The heavy blade began its slide down the channels towards the man’s neck. Then the unexpected happened: just a few feet above the man’s head, the blade jammed and stopped in its track.

After some confused embarrassment, the most authoritative of the authorities pulled his wits together and, after a brief whispered consultation with the other authoritative ones, announced to the crowd that it was clear that this man should live. Then, with an awkward kind of ritual flourish meant to deny such gaffes, they released the Jesuit who lost no time pushing his way out of the crowd.

The authorities freed the blade, cranked it back up the top and brought out the second prisoner, who happened to be an Anglican priest. Again, the ritual went through its moves, ending with the invitation to offer any last words. The condemned cleric, head held high, cried out in his best pulpit voice, “I die in the service of God, wishing only to do his will.” He was led over the guillotine and put in the kneeling position the machine demanded. Again, the release was pulled, again the huge blade fell--and again it jammed in the same place, about three fee above the priest’s head. Now that there was a precedent, the authorities acted more quickly, and with a bit more aplomb: Fate had spoken, the priest was released.

The final prisoner was a Unitarian Universalist who had carefully observed the experience of his two comrades. He too was led to the platform, taken over to meet the guillotine, and asked for any last words. The UU looked up at the huge blade, studying the mechanics of the thing with much curiosity. Finally, he turned to the executioner and said, “You know, if you put some oil up there, you could fix that thing.”

Needing to have the scientific answer may not always be the best way to know the truth. While skepticism is a necessary and vital part of fulfilling our religious lives, it is not the only place to remain in our religious pilgrimage. I point to the variety of religious traditions and sources that we UUs draw from on our journey, because we know that no one place is adequate, but we can grow and learn and prosper from many different ideas and belief systems.

It is important for religious liberals to keep up with what science is telling us about life, to remain relevant and speak to the issues of the day, but remaining relevant does not mean we have to give up ideas of mystery, or transcendence.

Dr. Loehr reminds us: “The question, ‘What is the meaning of all this?” is not a scientific question but a yearning for a deeper sense of connectedness. The question ‘What will happen to the things that I love after I die?’ is not a request for data either. It may be a cry of anguish, a search for values which endure, or just a deep sigh. And the needed response to these questions is not a list of facts. What’s needed is a feeling for the whole of reality. We need a sense of a whole, which includes us--which knows us, to put it poetically.

“You suspect that the poets and prophets of the world’s great religious and literary traditions might have been on to something after all. It is this ability to take a second look, to replace childish naiveté with adult naiveté, to wonder and trust again.”  2

There is a need, perhaps, for what some would call “integration,” or what I prefer to call “integrity,” because it includes the idea of wholeness, or completeness, or complexity, a stage that includes a reuniting of head and heart, of logic and longing.

In realizing that we need truth and meaning from several different traditions and expressions and sources, our goal is to learn to care for those who need it most, to satisfy those who cannot fill themselves, and fulfill ourselves as well. It is not that we are after something that is not there in another world, but a bridging between our different parts, between our past and our future, our hates and our loves, between our friends and our enemies, between things that promote life and things that restrict it.

There is a place for mystery, for feelings that are not facts but fancy, not reason but wonder. “The most profound religious answers are often delivered in silence, because they are not answers at all, but a kind of peace which passes all understanding.” 3



1
Lamont, Corless. The Philosophy of Humanism. Ungar Pub. 1982. 
2 Ibid. p. 7
3 Ibid. p.  8

©2003 Richard Venus


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