I can't believe...

Dear God,
hope you got the letter,
and I pray you can make it better down here.
I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer,
but all the people that you made in your image,
see them starving on their feet,
'cause they don't get enough to eat
from God.
I can't believe in you.

Dear God,
sorry to disturb you,
but I feel that I should be heard loud and clear.
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears,
and all the people that you made in your image,
see them fighting in the street,
'cause they can't make opinions meet,
about God.
I can't believe in you.

Did you make disease, and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind after we made you?
And the devil too!

Dear God,
don't know if you noticed,
but your name is on a lot of quotes in this book.
Us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look.
And all the people that you made in your image,
still believing that junk is true.
Well I know it ain't and so do you,
Dear God,
I can't believe in,
I don't believe in,

I won't believe in heaven and hell.
No saints, no sinners,
no Devil as well.
No pearly gates, no thorny crown.
You're always letting us humans down.
The wars you bring, the babes you drown,
those lost at sea and never found,
and it's the same the whole world 'round.
The hurt I see helps to compound,
that the Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
is just somebody's unholy hoax,
And if you're up there you'll perceive,
that my heart's here upon my sleeve.
If there's one thing I don't believe in...

It's you,
dear God.

Lillebroren min sendte meg denne "ateist-sangen" av XTC for en stund siden, i håp om å starte en skikkelig diskusjon med meg. Han ble nok litt skuffa, da jeg likte sangen og var enig i flere av tingene den kritiserer. Saken er jo den at selv om man tror, så er man absolutt ikke uten tvil! Mange ganger har jeg sett rundt meg og lurt på om Gud virkelig kan fins når verden er som den er!? Jeg har vært sint, beint fram forbanna, men uansett hvor mye jeg raser, hvor mye jeg griner, så kommer jeg alltid frem til dette ene; Gud er.

Min bror er vitenskapens tjener, han vil ha bevis, harde argumenter og kald fakta på bordet. Jeg kan gi han hjertet mitt og la han dissekere det, men han vil aldri finne det han ønsker seg. Det er kun i sitt eget hjerte en har bevis for Guds eksistens, og derfor bør Bibelen også leses med hjertet.