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EDIT: Hi this is me from the future in 2022. I no longer hold these beliefs and I do not believe they reflect the Bible or the Gospel. These were my ignorant beliefs back in 2011. My changes to beliefs are as follows:

-Life is real despite it being temporary. This is because it has real consequences. Unlike something that is not real, such as a videogame, the consequences carry on into the next life; thus marking the previous life as real.
-God IS the writer of the story. He alone is sovereign
-Predestination IS real, but so is free-will. And the two work hand-in-hand and is one of the greatest mysteries of God
-God did not create us because He wanted something to love. The Godhead (Holy Spirit, Jesus, and the Father) were already in perfect unity and love, so they did not create humans because they needed something to love. I believe they created humans to SHARE the love they ALREADY had with each other.
-We did not earn anything, nor could we ever stand a chance earning even a sliver of good
-God will not merely be successful one day but is ALREADY successful. Since God is beyond time I do not believe He is bound by time. I believe He lives within the past, present, and future all together, and is therefore always successful, especially since because in order to be sovereign, He would have to be successful
-The test of life is failed by all of us. Therefore the test is there to show us our own depravity, it's not there to see if we would actually pass it. We all undoubtly fail, and that's the whole reason why we need Jesus and the cross.
-God has given me more than I could handle over and over again. I believe He did it to show me His own mercy; that HE alone can handle things I cannot
-One cannot "look hard enough" for the answers. It is God who removes the blindfold from humanity's eyes
-"If someone were to ask me why I was a Christian, I would say because it is the one thing to me that makes sense." I would now change my answer to be "Because I don't believe I have much of a choice. I have far too much knowledge to live in denial without it eating away at me. And because I myself have met God, and that's not something you can just walk away from. My conscience is wrapped around my soul, that is to say, the Holy Spirit. He is not someone you can run from. Eventually no matter what, I must always return to Him, no matter how far I fall or how much I stray, like a sheep He shall lead me back. And also because nobody loves me like He does. In fact there is nothing and no one good outside of God.
-It is not Life that reveals or blinds
-This however is still true for me:

"However, the term worldview is way too general in order to answer it thoroughly. My worldview changes, alters, or expands in complexity as my life goes on. And I can’t say my entire worldview from the top of my own head either. Certain parts of it must be triggered in order to remember. But this is the best I can offer from the top of my head."

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This is an assignment I had to do in World Religions. I also had to write what my worldview was so here it is:

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I believe life is a test. An illusion, something that’s not really real except for the fact to determine what will be real. Our future reality once we die. That this isn’t our real home, it’s somewhat like a maze to get to our final ending. We were put here only temporarily and it was not so we could run around as we fancy so much as do what we were created to do. We were put here to live eternally, and the world was perfect. But when sin caused the world to fall, life became unsuitable for us to live here forever. And that was when our world turned from an eternal stay to a temporary stay. And Jesus created Heaven so that his perfect world would never again be destroyed.
He created us because he wanted someone to love. He probably had many other reasons but the only one I can really think of is the idea that he wanted someone to love. I can also believe that by knowing that even though his perfect creation was going to fall, and we would be forced to endure the consequences of our past actions of falling to sin, even so, He must have thought to himself that it would all be worth it in the end. Perhaps he thought that real love required sacrifices, and to once again have the eternal life we would need to earn it because we already screwed it up the first time around. We often think that God knew the future and so why did he bother if he knew Satan was just going to screw it up and we ourselves? And then so God often becomes the point of our accusations, that because He knew everything, things could have been different but he had chosen to let Sin run its course. And we often wonder why.
Well I can tell you that I don’t understand God’s brain better than anyone else but I can compare it much to a story. Not only is it because God loved us so much that he would allow us our own freewill despite the consequences and pleasures. I believe it is also because love becomes so much more meaningful that way. Would you know who you’re true friends are if simply nothing bad ever happened to either of you and you were able to remain friends because you were created to do so? Sounds nice but there’s no history to that. And surely God would already know who his true friends are. But even if it wasn’t ever more meaningful to him, perhaps it would be more meaningful to US. If even the angels had choice, such as Satan when he defied God, wouldn’t we as humans, even in a perfect world, would we not also contain such thoughts? Perhaps even though we’d be perfectly happy, maybe we’d still have questions. Maybe we’d look at each other and think were all perfect friends but if we had the knowledge, wouldn’t we also wonder if anything were bad to happen, would we also wonder if those friends would be there by our sides to the end? We’d assume so and so perhaps we’d go on with life without a doubt.
But maybe God wanted us to know who our true friends were. And maybe God himself wanted to see who his true friends were, who would, despite this catastrophe of sin, still follow his lead willingly despite having questions and doubts and concerns. God himself wouldn’t need to know who his true friends were because he could see into the future, He knew everything. So I am beginning to think that this fact eventually will benefit the survivors, because they would’ve known they would have earned it. And it would make life to them so much more meaningful.
That even though they didn’t deserve it, they still sort of earned it. Knowing that one didn’t deserve something lays extra respect out to God because he gave it to them anyway despite the fact that they deserved it. This would make respect more meaningful in this way. And the earning thing, one would appreciate God so much more knowing at one point in their life could have decided to the fact they would never see God again. Not only would we respect and appreciate God so much more because of these trials, but we would look back on our history and the answers to life would be so much more rewarding if it took longer for us to figure them out. If we spent all our lives on earth not understanding, wanting to know, having doubts and questions and going through life trying to solve them, wouldn’t knowledge be so much more appreciated and when our questions were answered it would be so much more rewarding for us to know them. Than if we were just created to already know, nothing would be nearly as meaningful. And so we can look at these trials of life as a blessing.
I can see life as a book. God began the book, created the setting but we continue the book while God reads it and “edits” it. God does not necessarily write the book or else we could say we humans had no free will and that God wrote it all and we had no choice. But I believe we are the writers of our own stories. God is only the editor. He can fix our stories, he can restore them. God already knows how we’re going to write our stories, and he deciphers how to edit accordingly. He already knows the accusations he’s going to get for editing a story before they are made out, but that doesn’t mean the insult is any less direct. I believe that because God already knows everything were going to say, what were going to write, perhaps he can always feel sadness because he knows it’s coming. Perhaps knowing everything is worse than not knowing anything at all. When we as humans are on a roller coaster and we KNOW what awaits us at the end. If we knew we were going to die on that roller coaster, the whole ride would be us in pain, dreading the end results. Whereas if we didn’t know, we could still enjoy the ride up to that point of shock before death met us. And so we were spared much more pain than we could have felt by simply not knowing.
Since God knows it all, he must go through more pain than any of us could imagine. But he also has a great joy inside because he also knows in the end He will be successful. In this way we can also appreciate God more for knowing everything and not changing things than if He were to have changed things and we would not have suffered any pain. We can appreciate him so much more for bringing us the gift of pain because of this. In the end it will all be worth it. So much more worth it than if he just made everything perfect to begin with. And knowing that God is probably going through so much more pain than us because of it, gives us a comfort that he is not doing it for his own benefit. It also gives us more respect for him and a greater love.
And when the story ends, we will be able to escape the book, because there is a whole universe out there beyond a book. A book is such a small thing in life when you think about it. I see the world like that too. The world is like a book in the universe; in fact it’s bigger than that.
I don’t believe sizes ever end. Numbers never end, and so I don’t believe sizes could either. No matter how small one goes, there will always be something smaller. And no matter how large one goes, there will always be something larger. There will always be something beyond what one sees.
And although life is a test, we can be grateful to God that we can enjoy ourselves while taking the test. It’s not like a test you take at school, where every moment is you being nervous that you won’t pass. That all of it requires brain thinking and hard work and not a moment of rest, less time run out on you. Life is more than that. It’s a test full of colour, and pleasure, things that will offer us hope in our dark times. Places we can take a break, refuel and again gain more hope to continue on our journey. There are many pleasures in life, and many things are different for many people.
But the pleasures of life to me are music. And then again, music is such a shallow level unless you are actually creating it to me. If you think of music and think of how happy it makes you and how you can relate to it and how beautiful it is, it is even more so creating it yourself. Playing French horn in a band for me is like...the thrill of life. To the point I am so involved, it feels like I am running a race with the other instruments, dancing along, interweaving and creating something so beautiful and so amazing it lifts ones heart. I feel as if I am on a wave, on the crest of a wave sailing above all. Music is inspiring, it’s uplifting, and it offers me hope and happiness.
Another thing that is important to me is the beauty of creation. To the point I can stop looking at life as such a drag, full of sin, looking around seeing pollution everywhere and how we humans messed up the earth and put our roads everywhere. Despite all this and despite knowing the earth won’t last forever, I can look at the beauty that is left, and slowly fading but it offers a sense of hope that if I think all this is beautiful, how much more it will be in Heaven, and in Heaven it will never become spoiled or ruined like it does here on Earth.
This is why I value art. The funny thing is we humans, every time we say we “created a new world” or “a new species” with our own art or story writing, the truth of that fact is very wrong. Everything we write or draw reflects something that already exists in the world. We simply take what is already there and twist it and call it our own. Though it is not our own because we can make nothing from scratch. Only God can do that.
I don’t believe in aliens, not in aliens that are perhaps more intelligent than us human beings. I don’t believe that to be true because we as humans are God’s special creatures and we know that. We were created with a knowledge of good and evil. An instinct, a conscious to tell us when to feel guilt or joy or whatever. Though many people will deny it, we were all borne with that. This knowledge grants us intelligence in some way I can’t name, but either way God created us to be out of all the animals, the ones born with this choice. And so no, I don’t believe any other creature could surpass us on an intelligence level except for angels and God himself.
I value individualism and uniqueness. I believe God doesn’t hand us more to life than anything we can handle, or that is beyond our abilities to solve, cope with, etc. And even despite that He is there to help us out through it all.
I believe God designed us all specifically and uniquely and life is not only a test to figure out how life works or to serve God or how one belongs and contributes to the world. I also believe as we go through life’s journeys, we also come to know more about ourselves. That nobody knows their true selves, they just know bits and pieces of their selves, and only God knows who you really are. And life reveals to us more about ourselves all the while. I also believe we have many sides of us and that we are so complex, we cannot even begin to know ourselves completely.
I believe we all have a gift, and that some of us know it and some of us don’t, but either way, we all have one whether we know what it is or not. For those who know it, they can go on with life using it and for those who don’t, they must go on with life and they must discover what their gift is. In the end we all have a different path. If I think of life like a maze, then there is just one opening to get out. But many, many ways to get there. Some take longer, some are shorter, some are more winded and some are more straight, but in the end they all lead to that one opening and it doesn’t matter even if you run in the complete opposite direction, because as you go through life and God edits your mistakes and you allow him to, he will lead you in the right direction again.
Life is not a race however. We have 90 or less years to live our lives depending on the day we will day but even so, we can live accordingly, adjusting to the time we have before our life ends. Some may do it as fast as possible, others may slowly adjust to it but in the end, those who believe will make it onto that path and we are not all keen to the same amount of minutes as the next person.
God also knows the day we die, and it gives me comfort in knowing that. Because God gives you choices accordingly. Whether you die young or old, the two are just as fair because God gives both plenty of chances. I believe babies go to heaven when they die because they were offered no such advantage.
I value writing because that is my own gift. I feel that it is not me writing, but God speaking through me. And in the end when I read it over, I cannot believe even a human could write it because there are so many symbols in which I didn’t even intend to put in there. And it could not be coincidence that there are so many symbols and messages in my writing that I didn’t put in there are purpose. I knew it was God. He was writing through me all along, adding things I didn’t realize until I read it over. And to him I’m eternally grateful.
Out of all nature I value the mountains the most. I feel God’s presence when I am there. The mountains point towards the skies, and well, I just don’t know how to describe it. It’s like they are God’s guards, that although the world around them changes, they seem to always be there, unmovable and rooted in God’s faith. Though I know in the Bible passage God himself said we could move them if we had enough faith to.
I believe God can speak to us in many ways and each is different for every person. For some it is a direct thing, like God’s voice speaking to them. For others it is little tiny messages they have to look for, riddles in everything. For me it is like a direct or indirect answer to my questions perhaps in the little sermons they give in church vs. Something I hear on the radio vs. A sudden idea that attacks me in my head vs. Something that ends up turning up in the stories I write. I write stories with questions and by the end I try to answer the question. Sometimes God shows them up in my stories for me and then I understand.
I also believe he speaks in nature. Through his creation. Everything has an answer on it if only one looked hard enough.
I believe science and religion are interwoven, not separate like the world tries to prove it so. God is above science, but he still created it. So religion and science are two in one.
I believe that God is real for many reasons.
I believe time is a real thing, but only an earthly thing. Time is not only a thing man set up for himself so he could better understand the world, but something God set up for us to better help us understand the world. Time is how long it takes for the world to revolve around the sun and the moon around the world. I don’t believe time exists in God’s own world and that is why he can see the future and that is why his time is not the same as ours and why the Bible says a day to God is a thousand years, etc.
I often find that if you look at something long enough, it starts not making any sense. Look at your fingers for a long time, they start looking odd to you. And when you start moving them, it shocks you that they respond. Or if you empty your mind and ask who you are, you feel a sort of panic crash over you because you’ve forgotten. Or everything no longer makes sense to you. How am I able to move these fingers? How even am I able to think these thoughts? Yet I can’t even imagine not thinking. I don’t understand sleep because it is not something I can remember unless dreaming. I can’t even remember before being born because it is hard for me to grasp the concept of not thinking, of not living. It just doesn’t make sense to me.
An answer to a question will always arise more questions. And so it backfires. What holds the earth up in space? The sun you say. Ok, then what holds up the sun? And I’m sure scientists could come up with explanations, but the more knowledge we have, the more we won’t know. Not until God reveals it all to us in the end, and only then will we understand fully.
If someone were to ask me why I was a Christian, I would say because it is the one thing to me that makes sense. Religion is beyond the human understanding, and because of this, it is the answer. Because of this, it also makes sense. In ways I can’t even begin to explain. I feel that language is so limited. That even all our different ways for saying something, it still cannot express many things I feel. Does that not also tell me that there is another language that even surpasses our own? Feelings surpass language. And they must come from somewhere and they must mean something.
Even if I did not believe, I would want to believe. It is better to live a life that’s meaningful than one that is worthless and by coincidence. I want to support a world of love because to me a world of sin sounds more perfect than all of this was always the way it was, and that it came by coincidence. Because I want to believe that the word “perfect” actually exists. Perfect doesn’t exist on earth. And yet earth is all we’ve ever known, so why do we continue to know what perfect would mean for us? We only know what perfect is because perfect exists. But it does not exist on earth, it exists beyond earth. Everyone knows what perfect is and yet there is no such thing as perfect on earth and yet they know that as well. Then it is obvious we wouldn’t even know the word perfect unless it existed. And since we all know what it is, we must also know that there is something perfect out there. It just means it’s not on earth.
I believe Heaven is beyond our imagination. And that our bodies die. Our souls are all the most beautiful thing ever created. And we’ll realize that once we get to Heaven. I believe Heaven is like the earth but more exaggerated. Thousands of colours never seen before, thousands of scenery, thousands of food, thousands of everything. Either that or simply beyond our imagination and we cannot describe it past even that.
There are many metaphors for describing life, but life is so complex, no metaphor can completely reveal the truth of it. At least I have not been able to find one yet. The best way for me myself to describe life is a metaphor. Life is the Light of the Silver Summit.
To unpiece it to understand what that means. I believe that Life is something that either reveals or blinds. And life does both of this. It both blinds a person and reveals things to them.
Silver is something harder to grasp. Silver is only silver if a light is shining on it. Otherwise it is simply a shade of gray. But because both gold and silver don’t exist unless shined upon by some source of light, we can say they are neither shades nor colours. They are simply reflections. When I think of silver, I think of an invisible barrier, something mysterious, something just beyond reach, understandable and yet unexplainable, when I think of silver I think the threads of the universe, a boundary separating two or more worlds, or simply the passing of time.
A summit can mean anything. To me it means the end, or the height of it all. It can be somewhere in space, with galaxies spread out before you, perhaps the tip of the planet outlined in white with the reflection of some source of light. I think of on top of a mountain, with the world all before my eyes. A summit to me is the end of the journey, the answer to everything. When we can finally see it all before our eyes, and that is the point of understanding.
And so Light of the Silver Summit could mean the Revealment of the invisible world, the revealment to what we did not understand, now all laid out before us so we can see and fully understand. That is best I can describe life. Except it doesn’t really describe life does it? It describes life from a view that does not require being in or outside of the world. But rather, through God’s eyes. That is the best metaphor I can describe for how I view life.
However, the term worldview is way too general in order to answer it thoroughly. My worldview changes, alters, or expands in complexity as my life goes on. And I can’t say my entire worldview from the top of my own head either. Certain parts of it must be triggered in order to remember. But this is the best I can offer from the top of my head.
Also sometimes I feel so confused with life that I admit I have literally, no worldview. I am probably not right. I don’t know why I feel like everything I believe is somehow some sort of lie. But nothing else makes sense to me. Just in my shallow moments I feel like no one can figure out life and why bother even try and that everything I thought of before was wrong but there’s no way in knowing for certain what would be right or wrong. But why would I bother try to figure out the way God’s brain works? It is impossible for me as a human being. Life is simply too complex. I believe there are exceptions to everything and there are many sides to every viewpoint too. I believe people have many sides to them and so there sometimes isn’t a true self displayed of that person. Sometimes I just don’t know. So it is very hard for me to answer the question; What is your worldview?

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Yeah sorry if you can't understand it. Most of it was rambling on about...yeah don't understand my brain sometimes. Sorry it's so mish mash doesn't make much sense-ish.

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EDIT: Hi this is me from the future in 2022. I no longer hold these beliefs and I do not believe they reflect the Bible or the Gospel. These were my ignorant beliefs back in 2011. My changes to beliefs are as follows:

-Life is real despite it being temporary. This is because it has real consequences. Unlike something that is not real, such as a videogame, the consequences carry on into the next life; thus marking the previous life as real.
-God IS the writer of the story. He alone is sovereign
-Predestination IS real, but so is free-will. And the two work hand-in-hand and is one of the greatest mysteries of God
-God did not create us because He wanted something to love. The Godhead (Holy Spirit, Jesus, and the Father) were already in perfect unity and love, so they did not create humans because they needed something to love. I believe they created humans to SHARE the love they ALREADY had with each other.
-We did not earn anything, nor could we ever stand a chance earning even a sliver of good
-God will not merely be successful one day but is ALREADY successful. Since God is beyond time I do not believe He is bound by time. I believe He lives within the past, present, and future all together, and is therefore always successful, especially since because in order to be sovereign, He would have to be successful
-The test of life is failed by all of us. Therefore the test is there to show us our own depravity, it's not there to see if we would actually pass it. We all undoubtly fail, and that's the whole reason why we need Jesus and the cross.
-God has given me more than I could handle over and over again. I believe He did it to show me His own mercy; that HE alone can handle things I cannot
-One cannot "look hard enough" for the answers. It is God who removes the blindfold from humanity's eyes
-"If someone were to ask me why I was a Christian, I would say because it is the one thing to me that makes sense." I would now change my answer to be "Because I don't believe I have much of a choice. I have far too much knowledge to live in denial without it eating away at me. And because I myself have met God, and that's not something you can just walk away from. My conscience is wrapped around my soul, that is to say, the Holy Spirit. He is not someone you can run from. Eventually no matter what, I must always return to Him, no matter how far I fall or how much I stray, like a sheep He shall lead me back. And also because nobody loves me like He does. In fact there is nothing and no one good outside of God.
-It is not Life that reveals or blinds
-This however is still true for me:

"However, the term worldview is way too general in order to answer it thoroughly. My worldview changes, alters, or expands in complexity as my life goes on. And I can’t say my entire worldview from the top of my own head either. Certain parts of it must be triggered in order to remember. But this is the best I can offer from the top of my head."

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This is an assignment I had to do in World Religions. I also had to write what my worldview was so here it is:

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I believe life is a test. An illusion, something that’s not really real except for the fact to determine what will be real. Our future reality once we die. That this isn’t our real home, it’s somewhat like a maze to get to our final ending. We were put here only temporarily and it was not so we could run around as we fancy so much as do what we were created to do. We were put here to live eternally, and the world was perfect. But when sin caused the world to fall, life became unsuitable for us to live here forever. And that was when our world turned from an eternal stay to a temporary stay. And Jesus created Heaven so that his perfect world would never again be destroyed.
He created us because he wanted someone to love. He probably had many other reasons but the only one I can really think of is the idea that he wanted someone to love. I can also believe that by knowing that even though his perfect creation was going to fall, and we would be forced to endure the consequences of our past actions of falling to sin, even so, He must have thought to himself that it would all be worth it in the end. Perhaps he thought that real love required sacrifices, and to once again have the eternal life we would need to earn it because we already screwed it up the first time around. We often think that God knew the future and so why did he bother if he knew Satan was just going to screw it up and we ourselves? And then so God often becomes the point of our accusations, that because He knew everything, things could have been different but he had chosen to let Sin run its course. And we often wonder why.
Well I can tell you that I don’t understand God’s brain better than anyone else but I can compare it much to a story. Not only is it because God loved us so much that he would allow us our own freewill despite the consequences and pleasures. I believe it is also because love becomes so much more meaningful that way. Would you know who you’re true friends are if simply nothing bad ever happened to either of you and you were able to remain friends because you were created to do so? Sounds nice but there’s no history to that. And surely God would already know who his true friends are. But even if it wasn’t ever more meaningful to him, perhaps it would be more meaningful to US. If even the angels had choice, such as Satan when he defied God, wouldn’t we as humans, even in a perfect world, would we not also contain such thoughts? Perhaps even though we’d be perfectly happy, maybe we’d still have questions. Maybe we’d look at each other and think were all perfect friends but if we had the knowledge, wouldn’t we also wonder if anything were bad to happen, would we also wonder if those friends would be there by our sides to the end? We’d assume so and so perhaps we’d go on with life without a doubt.
But maybe God wanted us to know who our true friends were. And maybe God himself wanted to see who his true friends were, who would, despite this catastrophe of sin, still follow his lead willingly despite having questions and doubts and concerns. God himself wouldn’t need to know who his true friends were because he could see into the future, He knew everything. So I am beginning to think that this fact eventually will benefit the survivors, because they would’ve known they would have earned it. And it would make life to them so much more meaningful.
That even though they didn’t deserve it, they still sort of earned it. Knowing that one didn’t deserve something lays extra respect out to God because he gave it to them anyway despite the fact that they deserved it. This would make respect more meaningful in this way. And the earning thing, one would appreciate God so much more knowing at one point in their life could have decided to the fact they would never see God again. Not only would we respect and appreciate God so much more because of these trials, but we would look back on our history and the answers to life would be so much more rewarding if it took longer for us to figure them out. If we spent all our lives on earth not understanding, wanting to know, having doubts and questions and going through life trying to solve them, wouldn’t knowledge be so much more appreciated and when our questions were answered it would be so much more rewarding for us to know them. Than if we were just created to already know, nothing would be nearly as meaningful. And so we can look at these trials of life as a blessing.
I can see life as a book. God began the book, created the setting but we continue the book while God reads it and “edits” it. God does not necessarily write the book or else we could say we humans had no free will and that God wrote it all and we had no choice. But I believe we are the writers of our own stories. God is only the editor. He can fix our stories, he can restore them. God already knows how we’re going to write our stories, and he deciphers how to edit accordingly. He already knows the accusations he’s going to get for editing a story before they are made out, but that doesn’t mean the insult is any less direct. I believe that because God already knows everything were going to say, what were going to write, perhaps he can always feel sadness because he knows it’s coming. Perhaps knowing everything is worse than not knowing anything at all. When we as humans are on a roller coaster and we KNOW what awaits us at the end. If we knew we were going to die on that roller coaster, the whole ride would be us in pain, dreading the end results. Whereas if we didn’t know, we could still enjoy the ride up to that point of shock before death met us. And so we were spared much more pain than we could have felt by simply not knowing.
Since God knows it all, he must go through more pain than any of us could imagine. But he also has a great joy inside because he also knows in the end He will be successful. In this way we can also appreciate God more for knowing everything and not changing things than if He were to have changed things and we would not have suffered any pain. We can appreciate him so much more for bringing us the gift of pain because of this. In the end it will all be worth it. So much more worth it than if he just made everything perfect to begin with. And knowing that God is probably going through so much more pain than us because of it, gives us a comfort that he is not doing it for his own benefit. It also gives us more respect for him and a greater love.
And when the story ends, we will be able to escape the book, because there is a whole universe out there beyond a book. A book is such a small thing in life when you think about it. I see the world like that too. The world is like a book in the universe; in fact it’s bigger than that.
I don’t believe sizes ever end. Numbers never end, and so I don’t believe sizes could either. No matter how small one goes, there will always be something smaller. And no matter how large one goes, there will always be something larger. There will always be something beyond what one sees.
And although life is a test, we can be grateful to God that we can enjoy ourselves while taking the test. It’s not like a test you take at school, where every moment is you being nervous that you won’t pass. That all of it requires brain thinking and hard work and not a moment of rest, less time run out on you. Life is more than that. It’s a test full of colour, and pleasure, things that will offer us hope in our dark times. Places we can take a break, refuel and again gain more hope to continue on our journey. There are many pleasures in life, and many things are different for many people.
But the pleasures of life to me are music. And then again, music is such a shallow level unless you are actually creating it to me. If you think of music and think of how happy it makes you and how you can relate to it and how beautiful it is, it is even more so creating it yourself. Playing French horn in a band for me is like...the thrill of life. To the point I am so involved, it feels like I am running a race with the other instruments, dancing along, interweaving and creating something so beautiful and so amazing it lifts ones heart. I feel as if I am on a wave, on the crest of a wave sailing above all. Music is inspiring, it’s uplifting, and it offers me hope and happiness.
Another thing that is important to me is the beauty of creation. To the point I can stop looking at life as such a drag, full of sin, looking around seeing pollution everywhere and how we humans messed up the earth and put our roads everywhere. Despite all this and despite knowing the earth won’t last forever, I can look at the beauty that is left, and slowly fading but it offers a sense of hope that if I think all this is beautiful, how much more it will be in Heaven, and in Heaven it will never become spoiled or ruined like it does here on Earth.
This is why I value art. The funny thing is we humans, every time we say we “created a new world” or “a new species” with our own art or story writing, the truth of that fact is very wrong. Everything we write or draw reflects something that already exists in the world. We simply take what is already there and twist it and call it our own. Though it is not our own because we can make nothing from scratch. Only God can do that.
I don’t believe in aliens, not in aliens that are perhaps more intelligent than us human beings. I don’t believe that to be true because we as humans are God’s special creatures and we know that. We were created with a knowledge of good and evil. An instinct, a conscious to tell us when to feel guilt or joy or whatever. Though many people will deny it, we were all borne with that. This knowledge grants us intelligence in some way I can’t name, but either way God created us to be out of all the animals, the ones born with this choice. And so no, I don’t believe any other creature could surpass us on an intelligence level except for angels and God himself.
I value individualism and uniqueness. I believe God doesn’t hand us more to life than anything we can handle, or that is beyond our abilities to solve, cope with, etc. And even despite that He is there to help us out through it all.
I believe God designed us all specifically and uniquely and life is not only a test to figure out how life works or to serve God or how one belongs and contributes to the world. I also believe as we go through life’s journeys, we also come to know more about ourselves. That nobody knows their true selves, they just know bits and pieces of their selves, and only God knows who you really are. And life reveals to us more about ourselves all the while. I also believe we have many sides of us and that we are so complex, we cannot even begin to know ourselves completely.
I believe we all have a gift, and that some of us know it and some of us don’t, but either way, we all have one whether we know what it is or not. For those who know it, they can go on with life using it and for those who don’t, they must go on with life and they must discover what their gift is. In the end we all have a different path. If I think of life like a maze, then there is just one opening to get out. But many, many ways to get there. Some take longer, some are shorter, some are more winded and some are more straight, but in the end they all lead to that one opening and it doesn’t matter even if you run in the complete opposite direction, because as you go through life and God edits your mistakes and you allow him to, he will lead you in the right direction again.
Life is not a race however. We have 90 or less years to live our lives depending on the day we will day but even so, we can live accordingly, adjusting to the time we have before our life ends. Some may do it as fast as possible, others may slowly adjust to it but in the end, those who believe will make it onto that path and we are not all keen to the same amount of minutes as the next person.
God also knows the day we die, and it gives me comfort in knowing that. Because God gives you choices accordingly. Whether you die young or old, the two are just as fair because God gives both plenty of chances. I believe babies go to heaven when they die because they were offered no such advantage.
I value writing because that is my own gift. I feel that it is not me writing, but God speaking through me. And in the end when I read it over, I cannot believe even a human could write it because there are so many symbols in which I didn’t even intend to put in there. And it could not be coincidence that there are so many symbols and messages in my writing that I didn’t put in there are purpose. I knew it was God. He was writing through me all along, adding things I didn’t realize until I read it over. And to him I’m eternally grateful.
Out of all nature I value the mountains the most. I feel God’s presence when I am there. The mountains point towards the skies, and well, I just don’t know how to describe it. It’s like they are God’s guards, that although the world around them changes, they seem to always be there, unmovable and rooted in God’s faith. Though I know in the Bible passage God himself said we could move them if we had enough faith to.
I believe God can speak to us in many ways and each is different for every person. For some it is a direct thing, like God’s voice speaking to them. For others it is little tiny messages they have to look for, riddles in everything. For me it is like a direct or indirect answer to my questions perhaps in the little sermons they give in church vs. Something I hear on the radio vs. A sudden idea that attacks me in my head vs. Something that ends up turning up in the stories I write. I write stories with questions and by the end I try to answer the question. Sometimes God shows them up in my stories for me and then I understand.
I also believe he speaks in nature. Through his creation. Everything has an answer on it if only one looked hard enough.
I believe science and religion are interwoven, not separate like the world tries to prove it so. God is above science, but he still created it. So religion and science are two in one.
I believe that God is real for many reasons.
I believe time is a real thing, but only an earthly thing. Time is not only a thing man set up for himself so he could better understand the world, but something God set up for us to better help us understand the world. Time is how long it takes for the world to revolve around the sun and the moon around the world. I don’t believe time exists in God’s own world and that is why he can see the future and that is why his time is not the same as ours and why the Bible says a day to God is a thousand years, etc.
I often find that if you look at something long enough, it starts not making any sense. Look at your fingers for a long time, they start looking odd to you. And when you start moving them, it shocks you that they respond. Or if you empty your mind and ask who you are, you feel a sort of panic crash over you because you’ve forgotten. Or everything no longer makes sense to you. How am I able to move these fingers? How even am I able to think these thoughts? Yet I can’t even imagine not thinking. I don’t understand sleep because it is not something I can remember unless dreaming. I can’t even remember before being born because it is hard for me to grasp the concept of not thinking, of not living. It just doesn’t make sense to me.
An answer to a question will always arise more questions. And so it backfires. What holds the earth up in space? The sun you say. Ok, then what holds up the sun? And I’m sure scientists could come up with explanations, but the more knowledge we have, the more we won’t know. Not until God reveals it all to us in the end, and only then will we understand fully.
If someone were to ask me why I was a Christian, I would say because it is the one thing to me that makes sense. Religion is beyond the human understanding, and because of this, it is the answer. Because of this, it also makes sense. In ways I can’t even begin to explain. I feel that language is so limited. That even all our different ways for saying something, it still cannot express many things I feel. Does that not also tell me that there is another language that even surpasses our own? Feelings surpass language. And they must come from somewhere and they must mean something.
Even if I did not believe, I would want to believe. It is better to live a life that’s meaningful than one that is worthless and by coincidence. I want to support a world of love because to me a world of sin sounds more perfect than all of this was always the way it was, and that it came by coincidence. Because I want to believe that the word “perfect” actually exists. Perfect doesn’t exist on earth. And yet earth is all we’ve ever known, so why do we continue to know what perfect would mean for us? We only know what perfect is because perfect exists. But it does not exist on earth, it exists beyond earth. Everyone knows what perfect is and yet there is no such thing as perfect on earth and yet they know that as well. Then it is obvious we wouldn’t even know the word perfect unless it existed. And since we all know what it is, we must also know that there is something perfect out there. It just means it’s not on earth.
I believe Heaven is beyond our imagination. And that our bodies die. Our souls are all the most beautiful thing ever created. And we’ll realize that once we get to Heaven. I believe Heaven is like the earth but more exaggerated. Thousands of colours never seen before, thousands of scenery, thousands of food, thousands of everything. Either that or simply beyond our imagination and we cannot describe it past even that.
There are many metaphors for describing life, but life is so complex, no metaphor can completely reveal the truth of it. At least I have not been able to find one yet. The best way for me myself to describe life is a metaphor. Life is the Light of the Silver Summit.
To unpiece it to understand what that means. I believe that Life is something that either reveals or blinds. And life does both of this. It both blinds a person and reveals things to them.
Silver is something harder to grasp. Silver is only silver if a light is shining on it. Otherwise it is simply a shade of gray. But because both gold and silver don’t exist unless shined upon by some source of light, we can say they are neither shades nor colours. They are simply reflections. When I think of silver, I think of an invisible barrier, something mysterious, something just beyond reach, understandable and yet unexplainable, when I think of silver I think the threads of the universe, a boundary separating two or more worlds, or simply the passing of time.
A summit can mean anything. To me it means the end, or the height of it all. It can be somewhere in space, with galaxies spread out before you, perhaps the tip of the planet outlined in white with the reflection of some source of light. I think of on top of a mountain, with the world all before my eyes. A summit to me is the end of the journey, the answer to everything. When we can finally see it all before our eyes, and that is the point of understanding.
And so Light of the Silver Summit could mean the Revealment of the invisible world, the revealment to what we did not understand, now all laid out before us so we can see and fully understand. That is best I can describe life. Except it doesn’t really describe life does it? It describes life from a view that does not require being in or outside of the world. But rather, through God’s eyes. That is the best metaphor I can describe for how I view life.
However, the term worldview is way too general in order to answer it thoroughly. My worldview changes, alters, or expands in complexity as my life goes on. And I can’t say my entire worldview from the top of my own head either. Certain parts of it must be triggered in order to remember. But this is the best I can offer from the top of my head.
Also sometimes I feel so confused with life that I admit I have literally, no worldview. I am probably not right. I don’t know why I feel like everything I believe is somehow some sort of lie. But nothing else makes sense to me. Just in my shallow moments I feel like no one can figure out life and why bother even try and that everything I thought of before was wrong but there’s no way in knowing for certain what would be right or wrong. But why would I bother try to figure out the way God’s brain works? It is impossible for me as a human being. Life is simply too complex. I believe there are exceptions to everything and there are many sides to every viewpoint too. I believe people have many sides to them and so there sometimes isn’t a true self displayed of that person. Sometimes I just don’t know. So it is very hard for me to answer the question; What is your worldview?

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Yeah sorry if you can't understand it. Most of it was rambling on about...yeah don't understand my brain sometimes. Sorry it's so mish mash doesn't make much sense-ish.