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"Davidium", a member of this site, founded dynamicdeism.org and is currently a ministerial student. He has a unique Deist perspective, and I found this 'mini-sermon' of his worth sharing. Of course, on his Deism board, it generated a discussion around whether God is actually observing in the sense we understand, but I found it inspiring anyway. :
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I have never spoken with Gaughan, but he speaks to me through his paintings...
I have never spoken with Walt Whitman, but he speaks to me through his poetry...
I have never spoken with Bishop John Spong, but he has spoken to me through his writing...
I have never spoken with Gandhi, but he has spoken to me through his life.
I have never spoken with Dag Hammarskjold, but he has spoken to me with his actions.
I have never spoken with God, but he/she/it has spoken to me through the creation. Through thunderstorms, Through a sunset, through the movement of ants, through the beauty of the universe, through all of creation, God speaks to me. God's words inspire awe, wonder, emotion, love, and curiosity in me. Sometimes, I think I/We exist simply because we can appreciate what is before us... God's Masterwork.
Now, if you ask me if I speak to God... my answer is that I hope to.
I hope that I can speak to God with my life. Each time I counsel someone in grief, I am speaking to God. Each time I recycle, I am speaking to God. Each time I take on an activist cause to better the world, I am speaking to God. Each time I celebrate a life-event with someone, I am speaking to God.
Each time I try and make a difference in our world, I am speaking to God.
My life is my prayer. And I believe it may well be the only kind of prayer that God hears.
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I have never spoken with Gaughan, but he speaks to me through his paintings...
I have never spoken with Walt Whitman, but he speaks to me through his poetry...
I have never spoken with Bishop John Spong, but he has spoken to me through his writing...
I have never spoken with Gandhi, but he has spoken to me through his life.
I have never spoken with Dag Hammarskjold, but he has spoken to me with his actions.
I have never spoken with God, but he/she/it has spoken to me through the creation. Through thunderstorms, Through a sunset, through the movement of ants, through the beauty of the universe, through all of creation, God speaks to me. God's words inspire awe, wonder, emotion, love, and curiosity in me. Sometimes, I think I/We exist simply because we can appreciate what is before us... God's Masterwork.
Now, if you ask me if I speak to God... my answer is that I hope to.
I hope that I can speak to God with my life. Each time I counsel someone in grief, I am speaking to God. Each time I recycle, I am speaking to God. Each time I take on an activist cause to better the world, I am speaking to God. Each time I celebrate a life-event with someone, I am speaking to God.
Each time I try and make a difference in our world, I am speaking to God.
My life is my prayer. And I believe it may well be the only kind of prayer that God hears.