It’s funny how every now and then, life catches up to you. One day, you are a 12 year old boy scared to death of his first day at junior high, and the next you are a 27 year old man on the cusp of a life goal. These things seem so drastically different from an objective standpoint, but in the shoes of an individual, the theory of relativity has never felt so real.
As I have marched forward (figuratively and literally) in this journey I have found moments of emotion, so diverse in significance that my life feels like an active seismograph. I cannot always predict what is ahead, but I have come to the understanding that, that is okay.
But all of this is just murmur. I am diverging away from the real matter at hand. The matter of what I believe. The matter of the big picture. The question of faith and life, and it is time for me to define where I stand…
Love. Plain and simple. I believe in it. I think it is a direct line that connects finite life to an infinite existence. Some people correspond this to religion. Some people correspond this to science. I lie somewhere in the middle. I do not define myself as a christian, nor as any other faith based man. I am a secular being. I keep to what I can see, feel, touch, understand, and occasionally imagine, so long as it corresponds to logic.
There is more to this… but I am tired, and interested in what people think thus far… please leave comments. Thanks