Our great faith in some day
The words “Some Day,” seem to portray a faith in the future, which we all thrive on. Some day my love will come. Some day I’ll find you. Some day we will all meet in heaven. Some day we will finally understand. Some day the struggle will be over.
Some day, is the promise of tomorrow. Every morning we get another try at some day. Somehow, we always depend on the fact that some day will come. If we believe in nothing else, we humans believe in some day. Somehow we have been designed to know that some day, complete with its promise of forever, will indeed come, some day.
For centuries we have lived in great disarray, with many opinions and many ideas, but we all know, deep in our hearts, that some day it will all resolve itself in the reality of unavoidable truth. It may take a few centuries more, but sooner or later the egotists, who have been the reapers of opportunity, shall fade into the dust of their own turmoil, in their attempts to create something that was not, and could not have been meant to be. They will be lucky to be included in the realm of human kind, and its eventual, salvation, some day.
It is mind-boggling to look out at the universe, and the thousands of years it has given such a variation of life. Even mankind, whose intelligent potential surpasses all other life forms, is hardly a match for reality. One thing which has slowed our progress, is that the human ego does not easily give up its previously conceived ideas. Once a human gains power, they do not give it up easily. That was really what got Jesus in trouble. Being a threat to the incumbent establishment is always dangerous. Just ask Trump.
According to research, we have been slowly losing more and more people from their previous belief in God. Much of this is based on our recent accomplishments in many fields. We have come to think of ourselves as masters of the universe. We think we did it all on our own.
I believe our self-glory is just temporary. We stand at the portal of a new reality. In bygone years, religion has been filled with a lot of superstition and other folk and fairy tales. I’m sure people have always believed in super powers of one kind or another, even in the days of the cave man. Some how, however, it has always been obvious to us that life is not a meaningless accident.
Science has come a long way to finally realize, that the entire universe is completely controlled by fixed, unchangeable, law and order. This must eventually reveal to all of humanity that life is not just happenstance. Organization, to the extent that it is revealed in the nature of the earth and universe, which science realizes cannot, happen accidentally. Enforcement of law and order is not happenstance. There has to be a cause, and reason, for such complete, all inclusive, organization.
Humanity has its problems, but humanity cannot live under such complete organization without coming to realize that cause and effect are true reality. We may not be the brightest stars in the sky, but we are not completely stupid either.
I believe we still have a way to go, but I am confident we’ll get their. In his essay “As a man thinketh” first published in 1903, James Allen (1849-1925) wrote “The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn; the bird waits in the egg; and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities. Cherish your visions; Cherish your ideals; Cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all heavenly environment; of these, if you remain true to them, your world will at last be built.”
May God bless America.
Richard Westlund is a Collins resident. Send comments to firstname.lastname@example.org