God of Caprice

     Sometimes, what is old and familiar can seem new. Something you’ve heard a thousand times will sound completely alien. This happened to me in recent months when listening to two people explain what they believed had saved them during horrific and terrifying experiences.

     While watching news reports featuring interviews with survivors of the April 15th bombing in Boston and the May 20th tornado in Oklahoma, I was struck by how unintentionally uncharitable the interviewees sounded while making what heretofore would have been – to me – innocuous comments.

     Steve Byrnes and two friends were standing near one of the bombers who placed a backpack on the ground and walked away. Byrnes, shielded from the brunt of the blast by the mailbox near where he stood, lost hearing in his right ear, some vision in his right eye, and has shrapnel near his jugular which has to remain there. His two friends each lost a leg. Speaking to a reporter, he said “I think about it all the time and for me, it’s like, you know, whatever you believe in — I believe I had a guardian angel over my shoulder that day and I thank God for it because it’s just, I know how lucky I am.”

     Shayla Taylor was in a hospital in Moore, Oklahoma when the tornado hit. In labor with her second child, Moore said she and the four nurses who huddled around her held hands and prayed. When Taylor mustered the courage to open her eyes, she could see outside; the walls of the room were gone. Three hours later, after being moved to a hospital five miles away, Taylor gave birth to Braeden Immanuel. “His middle name means ‘God is with us,’” she said. “The name had been picked out for months. Now I know why.”

      It was my reaction to the interview with Byrnes the month before which made me notice that the same sentiment was being expressed by Taylor. It is a sentiment I sometimes feel and had never questioned before. For some reason, though, listening to Byrnes was like hearing that thought for the first time, and it sounded ugly.

      When people say they have been saved from some unfortunate fate by the grace of God or his angels, what are they saying about the less fortunate? Byrnes believes he was saved by a guardian angel. His friends each lost a leg. Were there no angels for them? Were they less than worthy? Were there angels who decided they would save lives but not legs? Taylor believes god was with her in the hospital, as evidenced by the very presence of her brand new baby. Seven children drowned in an elementary school destroyed by the same tornado that tore the walls off the room she was in. Does she believe God was not with them?

     I don’t suppose these were questions contemplated by either Byrnes or Taylor when speaking to reporters, so they had no reason to consider the implications of what they were saying. There’s no reason to think the reporters themselves thought anything about it. We hear and say the same sort of thing so often that we’ve become inured to not giving any thought to what it might mean. I think about a common response many people give to being asked how they are doing. “I’m blessed,” they say. Do they think they are implying others are not? I doubt it.

     To think about these things would be the antithesis of what some people require in dire situations: faith. Ours is a culture in which faith and reasoning are not easily reconciled, so we tend to choose one or the other. The Second Epistle to the Corinthians, attributed to the Christian apostles Paul and Timothy, states explicitly that “We live by faith, not by sight.” Rather than trying to “see”, many of us resort to misquoting English poet William Cowper (“God moves in a mysterious way”) and are content to leave it at that. Delving any deeper would be disturbing. As for those for whom only seeing is believing, there is no use for faith.

      Byrnes and Taylor give thanks to what seems to be a fickle deity. This makes sense if one concludes that, after the beginning, Man – capricious creature that he is – created god in his image. That, of course, was of no consequence to God, who understood it was just a “man” thing. I imagine that understanding most likely extends to those who feel they have a dispensation when others don’t.

 

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  1. Your entry reminded me of an incident that hapened to me last night as I was sitting the Highline reading a book I had downloaded. Above my head were flowers that looked like Dogwoods but smelled like roses. This drew a lot attention from passers-by. A white female aproached me and said, ” I don’t pay my tax dollors to have some ‘Ni…r sitting so close to these flowere that I want to enjoy them.” keeping a cool head, I told her that the Highline was not paid for with tax dollors but by The Highline Conservatory. In response she told me that this is her country and that I should take my black ass back to Africa where I belonged. I asked her if she was a Native American, trying not to get into a race debate. I told her that we all came from some place else and that throughout history racial and cultural tectonics have scattered various people arround the world and that no one has a God given right to any geographical locations. In response she continued to spew her racial venom. A black policeman was listening to the whole exchange and came to intervene. She turned on him with the same kind of remarks. He told her that we were five minute past closing time for the Highline.I called her biggot and she tried to spit on me. He placed her hand cuffs and arrested her for assault as a hate crime and disorderly conduct.
    As I wrote my complaint at the precient it dawned upon me that she really believed that she was in the right and that no words of reasoning would change her belief system if that in fact was what it really was. Maybe It was in some way similar to the beiefs about gardian angels or just a learned behavior. I simply believe that I am alive not by the grace of god unless he manifest Himself through modern medicine. In some way I see her behavior and credit given to gardian angels asrather benign.

  2. Karma , even to the extent of rationalizing God did not create Karma, is a b. It’s hard to accept “when it’s your time” or your time is up & not someone else’s because folks have to maintain control. Which goes against religion but things have to make sense. To accept we must rationalize. I see the same issue in less fundamental occurrences like sports victories. The winning team gives thanks to God for the victory, which implies the losers must give thanks to the devil? …… Tangential : Some also hold on to “If you’re not dead, you can’t quite. “(give up if that’s spelled wrong) .

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