Rich gnat, poor camel

I chuckle–morosely–anytime I hear a religious person state their belief that someone surviving a life-threatening event such as a shooting is “god’s will”, especially when someone else dies. Quite a god you got there. Sounds a bit capricious, sort of like Zeus.

There are shootings all the time. Some bullets hit their mark, others don’t. Some people live, others die. “Time and chance happen to them all” reads Ecclesiastes 9:11.

What’s ironic in the case of the current “subject of discussion” is the widespread belief that a bullet that missed him is regarded as a sign of a god’s favor and somehow makes him an “instrument” of that god’s will. But at the same time, the survivor’s words and deeds show no signs of obedience to the plethora of “plain sense” holy writ that directs a mortal in how to conform to that god’s will.

Something doesn’t add up: 2 + 2 = 4, not 5.

Yes, quite a god. More like the wishful imaginings of a child. The weak sauce theology it takes to cook up a god like that strikes me as “straining at a gnat and swallowing a camel.”

The gnat is winning. Again.