By Dean Haspiel

I don’t believe in God.
Never did.
I’m 44 years old now.
By the time I’m 50 I hope to be able to impart some kind of wisdom from my life experiences.
I hope I have something more to say than I already have.
I don’t believe in God but believing in something; people, art, things, stories, time, the ocean, stars, etc…
…I believe that believing in something — is God.
It doesn’t have to come from a book. God can come from an event. God can come from figuring something out or learning that the older we get, the less we know. God can be as vague as clarity.
God is what you make it.
God is a tree, a river, the sky, a comic book character, a great ant or your great aunt.
I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately.
It doesn’t matter where God comes from. Just as long as you believe in something, therein lives Your God.
So, in fact, you probably do believe in God because you probably believe in something.
And, so do I.

My mother was Catholic. My father a Jew.
I was baptized an Episcopalian.
Don’t really know why. My family never practiced anything religious.
I never stepped foot in a church to pray or confess.
I thought THE TEN COMMANDMENTS was a cool movie when I was a kid [still do] but certain events in my life told me there was no God. At least, there was no particular God I could count on or made sense to me.
My comic books had much more satisfactory answers to asking the big questions, “what’s out there?” and “why are we here?”
Comic Books were my Bible. My mythology.
However, as I grew up, it disturbed me to hear/see people use and abuse the idea of God.
It seemed self-serving.
Then it hit me. Of course it’s self-serving.
God is what you make of it.
Some people need God and some don’t but there is something bigger than all of us that made this happen no matter how much we had a hand in it.
Whether it’s science or some kind of power or chaos, we didn’t just happen no matter how well we trace our history.
When the glass is half full or half empty, we often beg or thank something when it’s too big to assign or define.
My God is probably different from Your God and I’m okay with that.
Just, please, don’t shove Your God down my throat and don’t start a war over it because of our inherent differences.
“Mom” and “Sandwich” probably mean different things to each of us, too.