Wait up, people. I am here with my sad and belated little November caption doodle and list of reasons for the delay that I’m itching to kvetch about. My tablet electronic drawing pen got lost and I could not draw anything new (I posted stuff from my cartoon freezer). Yes, lost. The dog did eat my homework, I swear. A junior person in our house took it from where he shouldn’t have taken it and claims to have put it to “good use” but he totally forgot the location of this “good use”. He and I combined forces into a split-task search team: me looking, him not looking
Sometimes, in conversation with friends I admire and learn from, we discuss beliefs and what we know about God and The Forefathers et al. At some point in an interesting discussion we would arrive to a question in belief that cannot be definitively explained or scientifically proven and the believer would say: “now see, here you have to take a leap of faith.”
What it is that “leap of faith”, I have been struggling to understand. When do you leap and how do you leap and what kind of shoes do you wear for the leap and what the heck does it mean to leap in faith?! If you cannot prove that something exists or some law has purpose, why take a rather perplexing leap and assume that it does or it doesn’t Why not retain the open question and accept that at this point, we do not know? What is wrong with not having all the answers?
Taking a leap of faith and assuming in a belief one way or another instead of accepting that we do not know seems rather dangerous to me. I’d rather not. I’ll cross over to the side of that faith as soon as science builds me a ramp.