A Little Thing Called Religion
It has been said that one can not prove that there is a God, and as such, there is no God. To this I say that it goes both ways, one can not prove that God does not exist either and therefore, there must be a God. I see God in every miracle around me. Having carried a child in my womb and given birth to them, twice, is just about the most miraculous miracle that there is. I took a science class at the U of U in which we were taught about each step of the process from conception to birth and quite literally there is something that can go wrong at every step of the process. It doesn’t though, and I don’t believe that this is just happenstance. I believe that God our Heavenly Father provides those many tiny miracles so that we can bring his spirit children into this world through earthly bodies.
Let’s stop a moment and go back. I believe in life after death, I believe in a life before we were born, I believe that there is a God in Heaven, and I believe that when our body is growing in the womb that a spirit from Heaven joins it, creating a fully aware human being. Having taken two courses of religious study in college, I also believe that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints has the fullness of the gospel that was being practiced when Jesus Christ walked on the earth. By fullness I mean, the most truth, the most light, and the most correct version of the doctrine that He taught all those years ago. Aside from the Bible, we also have the writings of the people who lived on the American continent during Christs life and also revelations of our modern day prophets. Yes, we believe that the Prophet can receive modern day revelations from Heavenly Father/God.
This said, I’d like to play Devil’s Advocate for a moment. Let’s pretend that the first statement is true and that there is no God. Let’s pretend that religion, all religion, is a bunch of bull crap, made up by some conspirator 11,000 years ago as part of the Neolithic Revolution and that somehow for all of these years millions of people have been fooled into thinking that there is a higher power, that something omnipotent created this earth. I would still rather be one of the “fooled” ones then to live without hope, with the thought that I would never see a loved one who has died ever again, to think that just maybe there is no rhyme, reason, or purpose to this life, or to think that it has all been just happenstance or some big coincidence. I worry enough as it is. I fret, I see the bad in the world and wish it weren’t there, and if I did not have the insight that the gospel brings to me, the peace, the strength, the spirit, the knowledge of my self worth, I would be a depressed, sad, lonely, human being.
Thankfully, I do have the gospel in my life. I do know that there is a God and that when my time on this earth is through I will join him and those who go before me in Heaven. I have experienced miracles that I know only occurred with God’s mighty power. My husband holds this priesthood power and it has been the key to some of the miracles I have seen. A world without religion is not a world I would want to live in so thank goodness for religion.