So there you have it – question solved.
SC reckons that when God created light it would have made a big bang, so creationists and scientists can both claim victory 😉
“I mean,” he continued, “the Gods made the people, but how did the Gods begin?”
“Ummm!” I answered, “to be honest, I have absolutely no idea sweetheart!”
And I don’t.
It is one of those questions that really doesn’t have a definitive theoretical answer behind it.
Any tips on how to answer this question would be gratefully received.
(And, no it isn’t a typing error, he really did say Gods in the plural)
Someone said to me yesterday that I deserved everything I got!
This was said with malice, I hasten to add.
And that got me thinking, do I, or anyone else come to think of it, deserve what they get in life?
And thinking further is it actually what we deserve, or merely a physical manifestation of our innermost wants, which we ourselves are oblivious of until such time as ‘we get what we deserve’?
And without getting too philosophical or psychological is it perhaps the universe giving us what it knows we can handle?
I remember watching a film, think it was “The Wedding Date”, with Debra Messing (her off Will & Grace) and the father, played by the rather swoonsome Paul Egan, said to Debra Messing’s character that women get the love life they want.
So men, or women who get treated badly, is it because they want to be treated badly, or is it because they have such low self-esteem that they think they don’t deserve to be treated well?
And that got me thinking again? (And we all know how much I think, and boy has it given me a stinker of a headache!!)
So, I tried to take the philosophy that what we get is merely a physical manifestation of our innermost wants and apply it to some areas of my life.
And here’s what I came up with:
Being a true romantic at heart, with a head full of fairy-tales, I believe in there being a Prince Charming out there somewhere.
In reality though I know Prince Charming doesn’t exist. So maybe, when I thought I’d got close to that fairytale, it was with someone I knew, deep down, could and would never be mine? So I got the fairytale in my imagination, but being reality it never really existed in the first place!
I obviously didn’t set out to be a single-mother, but that is the situation I find myself in. Is this merely a physical manifestation of the fact that I thrive on a challenge and find ‘normality’ tedious? I suppose that could be true – after all I was constantly on the move in my career pre-SC – not that I have any lingering wishes towards Mr Wrong No. 2, far from it. Maybe the Universe dealt me this card because it knew I had the wherewithal to cope – although some days I seriously doubt its judgement!
Nothing is ever handed to anyone, and you have to work for what you want. There are no quick wins to fame or fortune, so to speak, except through hard work. That’s what makes slogging your guts out worthwhile, when you can see the results of all that hard work. Sometimes it takes a lifetime. And again, maybe deep down the reason I keep going, is because I’m not a quitter and I just want to prove everyone wrong – just once – and show that I can do it!
It’s not a perfect explanation, but at least its got the thoughts out of my head, and relieved some of the headache!
I don’t believe we deserve what we get!
I believe we all have the power to overcome anything in life, if we choose too, rather than sitting down, doing nothing and letting life pass us by.
“Mummy,” said SC the other morning.
“Who made God?”
“God made the universe and everything, but who made Him?”
I tried to do some very fast thinking, but I failed! So I did what I thought best and confessed that I didn’t know who made God. What else could I do?