The complexity of faith
The complexity of faith
Faith is complex.
It demands nothing. But asks everything. Faith in what. For what.
What’s worth having faith in? It only makes sense to have faith if the object of your faith responds in kind. By being kind. It can easily be reduced to the transactional. Which is why so many of the major religions often try to guard against being transactional with whatever they conceive their higher powers to be.
What if you had faith in nothing, which conversely led to a faith in everything. So not a tepid nihilism. But rather an innate confidence in the certainty of phenomena. Not, mind you, in the realness of the world or of things, but rather a confidence in their unfolding.
You had no control to start with. No control over where or when you were born, or to whom or what for. So faith in an ending, happy or otherwise seems fool hardy at best.
But confidence in an innate sense of assured temporal and spatial being? That feels a different proposition. An internal structuring where the foundations run deep. Where your position and right to be in the world are as guaranteed and assured or indeed “no less than the trees or the stars”.
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