God on Trial
As I mentioned last week, I happen to be reading Richard Rolheiser’s “The Shattered Lantern.”

From the start, Rolheiser warns us against “approaching God through the categories of human understanding rather than through the categories of faith, making God meet human expectations, metaphysical, psychological and moral” (100). [I love that part: we write up all these rules and then expect God to obey them!]
He continues with a brief account of a famous Canadian journalist, Gordon Sinclair, who died several years ago.

[Slight paraphrase:] Rolheiser answers him, "You’re right! In the face of that kind of suffering, one cannot imagine that God exists! But belief in God and faith in God is not had on the basis of being able to imagine his existence. In fact, if you try to imagine God, and look very hard at certain issues, you will end up an atheist! Why? Because all attempts to picture God and to understand rationally how the existence of such a Being can be consistent with what we see in life is an enterprise that, by definition, undercuts out ability to believe in God (103).
“When one goes out at night and looks at the stars, the light of those closest to us, traveling at the unimaginable


"The answer is no! When one considers evil and the sheer immensity of phenomena, one cannot conceive of a God who could truly be lord and master of it all. Our minds and imaginations cannot stretch far enough. We cannot picture it. But that is precisely the point: the divine reality cannot be grasped through a finite imagination. The limits of human imagination and its frustrations vis-à-vis imagining the existence of God are not the same as the existence or non-existence of God. The fact that we cannot imagine God speaks more about the finitude of the mind than it does about the likelihood or unlikelihood of the existence of an infinite being.
"Many difficulties arise from our failure to recognize and

"Frustrations in attempting to conceive of and feel God's relationship to creation tend to lead, as they did in Gordon Sinclair’s case, to the unfounded conclusion that, because we cannot think, picture, or understand how it is possible, then God does not exist.
My Two Experiences
Since last weekend’s hurricane I’ve had two experiences that will be a good way to bring this post to a close.
On Monday I drove up to our house in the woods and stayed overnight. The electricity was out, of course, which meant no lights and no water. So it was an early bedtime. But before I retired I stood outside and looked up at the stars. With no lights nearby, thousands of stars were sparkling spectacularly and cheerfully against the inky blackness of space. I could see why our earliest ancestors looked to the night sky for ideas about a Supreme Being, the afterlife and the meaning of everything. Rolheiser is right, “The enormity of our universe stuns the imagination. These distances cannot be conceived of.” I had to admit that this was all too much for my poor brain to grasp.
Then on Thursday I happened to be in the lovely suburban town of Cranford, N.J., walking through Nomahegan Park, looking at the streams and the lake that had by then gone back to their normal depth. Across the street, facing the park, were these beautiful homes. Lining the curb in front of each house was an unbroken wall of soggy furniture and mud-stained toys, ruined appliances, dripping file cabinets and waterlogged carpeting. The grim scene was accompanied by the unbroken rhythmic coughing of gasoline-powered generators and pumps. The whole experience was a heartbreaking. I asked myself how God could let all these good people experience such heartbreak? I had to admit that this disaster, like the vastness of the night sky, was all too much for my poor brain to grasp.
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