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Itīs a matter of perspective and proportion:
When you were
three, and watching cartoons, and some announcer broke in with developing news of importance...all you saw was the injustice
of having your cartoons interrupted...it wasnīt fair, it was a cruel injustice...
When you were five, and the lifeguard
tells everyone to get out of the ocean.....how arbitrary, and what a personal attack on you...what reason could he have except
to take away your pleasure...
When you were six, did you understand why you couldnīt have sex yet? When you were seven,
did you understand why you couldnīt hold an adult job?
Now some of these are bad examples and analogies; but I hope
you get the drift...youīre not expected as a īchildī to understand the mind of God...youīre only expected to trust...
Thatīs
why He says..."Those that are Mine, trust Me..." (Thatīs the BIG SECRET, hint, hint...and the crux and the solution, the reason
and the answers...) (Hint, hint, thatīs what we flunked -- the first test...)
If you donīt trust Him...why are you
sweating being His?
Let it go...youīre just aggravating yourself...youīre not looking for literal answers to your questions
(the worldly mind has already answered them for you -- thatīs seen in how you frame your questions), youīre asking why things
arenīt done to your understanding...
Donīt misunderstand...I donīt mean donīt ask questions or not quiz God or wrestle
with understanding...
But itīs one of those situations where you have to have a day-to-day reliance on God getting you
through, where you develop a mindset that begins to grasp what the answers to your above questions are...like a story or parable,
itīs the inner answer that you SEE that makes sense of those kinds of questions -- not some sort of catechism of question
and response...
When you understand the basics, then wrestle with the tough ones...
If I told you it was according
to a plan -- youīre going to say īyour plan sucksī...yes, it does seem that way...the world sucks...no getting around that...but
if it was all softness and pillows, fair and square, and you could take back mistakes -- it would be quite a different kind
of test then wouldnīt it? At Eden, humans had a different kind of test, without all that unfairness and sickness and death
and sweat involved...well, we flunked...so now we have a test that does have that stuff...gee, I think itīs a good thing we
do have a re-test opportunity...even in spite of being chin deep in shit...We can piss and moan, but humans brought it on
themselves...All the rules in this test have to have sharp edges...babies have to suffer...good people get the shaft...evil
ones laugh their ass off...
I canīt give you the perspective that sees those things as being part and parcel of unraveling
the original pickle humans got themselves in...The Being youīre questioning can...but once again...are you asking because
you want to understand WHY, or are you asking īwhy not some other wayī?
No amount of explanation would enlighten you
as to what love is, until you fall in love...and on and on, examples infinitum -- of things that donīt make sense until you
are part of them...
I could go point by point and answer your questions, but each answer I give would need a hundred
other answers to be complete, because itīs an entire world view that puts all those īinjusticesī in perspective, and the building
blocks of that world view are so inclusive and intertwined that it would take someone (hint, hint, like autoimmune -- LOL,
put you on the spot...) else to break it down for you. FHL might give you the literal biblical explinations...but I donīt
think thatīs going to be satisfying enough for you...
Youīre like an observer off on a hill, watching a battle below...second
guessing the generals, vicariously being one of the soldiers...
let me be sarcastic and say how can you tell which way God is facing?
How do you know Heīs turned His back on them?
Come on, like saying how dare the father let go of his sonīs bicycle?
If
you looked at my life, on the surface it would look as if Iīm ignored by God -- I live poor, every thing that could go wrong
usually does, prayer rarely gets answered in the form I expect, Iīm looked down on as the eccentric hippy with no credibility,
I have no position nor power nor influence nor security...
...but guys...my heart isnīt restless........
...and Iīm sure it wouldnīt help to tell you I was there where you
are now with those questions.....
When I was on the streets, I asked that question a lot. Then I saw that from the
perspective of the streets, I saw more of the actual, rather than artificial, ways of how the world worked; and that knowledge
in the long run turned more satisfactory than any temporary leasure......I could move from understanding to more understanding
(the complex built from the simple); but what would moving from leisure to more leisure actually do for me or for others?
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