I read everything. You lost me, though. When I speak of God, I dont speak in active voice as "God deemed what is appropriate" and "he can only speak to prophets." It's more, God IS life.
This is long. It's a story and narrative to ocmpare how I see God and life compared to how you (and other believers) explain it to me.
The Jewish concept is that G-d is sentient, all-knowing, and does not make mistakes. G-d deemed that we would better understand him if we framed him in terms that we could relate to. We can relate to humans and physical forms, so for our benefit, G-d frames himself in a physical way. G-d does not "speak" in the sense that he has a mouth and voice box. He "speaks" by communicating in any way that he feels is appropriate. Just off the top of my head, we see several forms of communication in the Hebrew Scriptures. G-d speaks face to face with Abraham and Moses, He is heard by the entire nation of Israel as an actual voice (be it in the air, or communicated directly to their brains), or he can speak to prophets through dreams or visions.
Let me think of a comparison.
The two of us are in separate rooms. Both rooms are pitch dark. There is no lamp. There is no light bulb. The door is locked. We have no key.
Then, in both of our rooms, suddenly, the light comes on.
I think wow, all this time being in the dark, with all these experiences, now I can see. There is light. Period. Who cut it on? Why would I ask that? That isn't in my brain to ask because there is no switch. There is nothing there to make me think there is a way to cut the light on. It's on. I can see. That's it. Now, I can focus on this life. This room. I can see the road ahead. Can't see my destination. I don't feel trapped.
(This is what I'm hearing from you)
You think all this time from being in the dark, I got light. From all my experiences, it
must have come from somewhere or someone. But where? Who? It must be God (given that's what you were taught?). He must have cut on a switch that does not exist. He created a bulb that is not there.
Then you think even more that not only did he did this without anything, how wonderful. That's a pure miracle. Now, I can feel this light prickle all over me. It is his love. His grace. Now, I know. I also found out he deemed it appropriate that we have this light. He tells us what we should and should not do. He is God.
-
Then for some reason our doors open. Light splashes from both our rooms. I decide to visit you. I see light you see. (I'm not blind)
but I don't look for switches. I dont see light bulbs. I did not look for them. I knew they where not there because they were not there in the first place. T
hat is not how light brightened my room. I don't ask, because I dont need to. That's like asking for directions when you can see your destination already.
Then I ask you in curiosity (thinking that your light came on the same way mine did)
"How did you see he light?"
This is what you say: (Which many of us non believers find odd)
Well, when the light came on, I knew there was someone who cut it on. I felt that person. I didn't need to know there was a switch to cut on the light. I dont need to see a bulb to which that switch and wires should go to. It didn't
just come on. There was someone there.
"Someone?" I ask, scratching my head. I know it's a mystery, but, I thought, huh?
"Yes, someone" you say. Then you go on, "he deemed it appropriate that we have this light so we can see where we going. He said that he did this out of love for us."
I look around, "Where did you get this from? In my room, no one is there. I saw no switches. No light bulbs. The light came on. How did you come to that conclusion?
You say, "I got it from God."
This word, God and deity are foriegn to my ears. That's not my life experiences (not what's in my room). But reality doesn't change just because we have different experiences. Reality is One room. No switch. No light Bulb. We can have traditions and written scripture that says these things exist; however, depending on the person, depends on how they will accept these traditions, scriptures, etc as the source.
That's okay that people believe what they believe. People can
believe that who or whatever they believe is a someone or something that cut on the switch and lit the room. However, reality doesn't change because of what we believe....
So....
A Christian. is no different than you nor a Muslim. We are all in our individual rooms. We have all our individual stories. From believers to atheists. However, the reality of it is there is there is No Switch and No Bulb.
That's why the Native Americans call it the
Great Mystery.
The Great Mystery is what others call God.
God IS Life Itself.
I hope you read this and everyone else. I think I might keep in on hand. I haven't written in ages.