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A Dumbfounded Silence

"God, thy will is hard but you hold every card"—Jesus,Jesus Christ Suparstar
There is no God.
That was my first thought at around 5:30 this last Monday morning when my car’s engine exploded on a Florida highway between Orlando and Sarasota. There was a loud pop, a lot of smoke, a heart racing scramble to cross over three lanes of traffic, and then I was stranded. With no money. Nearly a hundred miles away from the closest person I know.
I will recognize and concede that to conclude there is no God as a result of these circumstances reveals an error in my thinking. It is an error that the Fundamentalist Evangelical tradition in which I was raised seems to preach against and practice in equal measure. This is the error of reducing God to a mere ATM, or as Regina Spektor puts it, believing God to be “a genie who does magic like Houdini or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus.”
Bad things happening does not disprove the existence of God. It does not even say much about…

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