Is God only "Good"?

I gotta be honest with you because that’s what I’m about and I couldn’t think of a better way to start this sentence, I’m growing tired of the frequently articulated phrase “God is good”.

I find myself saying it from rote memory after random-ass warm-and-fuzzy feelings come over me, when bae folds fitted sheets, because I hate fitted sheets and they hate me, or after really basic things like when my Amazon Prime order arrives a day early (Take that! Take that! *Diddy dance*)

For real, though, but after my emotional gaze glosses over, I oftentimes wonder to myself: Am I oversimplifying God? Am I boxing God into a humanistic value system that doesn’t even really make sense? How come we say “God is good” but never “God is bad”? If God is everything, why do we pick and choose what to attribute to God?  If God is pure energy and energy is neither good nor bad, but only formed into physical matter as is directed by our positive or negative intentions and then interpreted based on our collective human experience, then what the hell have we been talking about all this time as it relates to God?

Is our concept and relationship with God stymied because of our enthusiastic ignorance?

I think so and here are three reasons why:

1.       God is not a genie in a bottle and you, me, and we are not Ray J singing for wishes. I believe that things either happen or don’t happen in our lives because they serve to graduate us to our greater good. They exist to evolve us from point A to point B, whatever those points represent in our individualized evolution plan. Let’s call it an IEP, analogous to the IEPs developed between parent, educator, and student to help them succeed in school.

2.       The devil really doesn’t hate on us as much as we (some of us) think “he” does. Beelzebub is probably really not checkin’ for us. He’s too busy trappin’ on IG. LOL

3.       Finally, and most importantly, the choices we make every second, minute, hour, day, week, etc. have more control over our day-to-day experience than anything and anyone else we give away our power to.

If we’re going to erroneously invoke God in one thing shouldn’t we do so in everything? Otherwise, where’s the balance? Where’s the harmony?

I don’t know anything so don’t ask me any follow-up questions.  I’m simply asking for a friend. Just kidding. Let’s discuss it. 

America in Distress

I believe that the fundamental reason why America is continuously at odds with herself is that, by choice, the populace chooses to be ignorant of truth. We continue to process the behavior of the present-day outside of the contextual behavior of the past yet we wonder why we cannot close the loop of ignorance.

I’m not saying that we should bed down with  history and become anesthetized with nostalgia, but we desperately need to intimate ourselves with our past so that we can engage in better-informed conversations---the kind that are rooted in absolute facts that will reveal clues about the past in the present because, surely, much of the past is being repeated.

Though I didn’t vote for Donald J. Trump, I do reluctantly acknowledge that he is the President of the United States and while I do wholly respect and understand the rebellious spirit that wishes he and his Cheetos-encrusted family would disappear, barring impeachment or God forbid, reelection, we are forced to deal with them for a little while longer—3 years. Now, it doesn’t mean that I like the man nor does it mean that I want him to finish out his term. No. All it means is that I simply choose to spend more energy standing in the truth of what is than in the fallacy of what is not.

I accept the demonstratively telling fact that the American body politic as a collective whole elected President Trump, if not in actual ballot votes, definitely in spirit,  and while it is disappointing, as a conscientious student of history, I am not surprised in the least.

During Barack Obama’s eight-year tenure, highly-racialized and xenophobic-based sedition simmered in the hearts and minds of radicalized Republicans and Tea Party hatetriots and for what? Many say simply because he was a Black man. Resultantly so, when it was time to take the electoral wheel, they elected a man that has probably more in common with America’s 7th president, the reprobate Andrew Jackson, who served from 1829 to 1837 than any other president in the 20th and 21st century.

In order for America to evolve, she has to first acknowledge that she desperately needs to change. I’m talking about change that starts from the top, in the highest levels of government, all the way down to the lowest---the democratic citizenry of America’s roughshod rural towns, unkept urban ghettos, and maleficent metropolitan cities. She has to admit that she is hemorrhaging internally and the prognosis is grim.

Answers are revealed in consciousness when we are ready to receive them. No matter the state of emergency or current crisis, America has proven ad nauseum that she is ill-prepared to receive answers to the questions that her people legislate, debate, commentate, and meme about.

In my estimation, conditions will continue to worsen before they begin to improve and while I do strive daily to be an embodiment of compassion and love, it doesn’t mean that my hope for change in others is not dampened by the pestilent undercurrents of white supremacy in America.