Good morning. As I’m writing this, it’s 1:10AM and believe me when I say I really am not bothered if you’re reading this at 3:00 PM in the afternoon because right now – and I say this with as much emphasis as I can – I am tired. Just take your good morning like that.
My eyes are heavy, my arms are heavier and my mind feels worse than my hair looks. I haven’t gotten any sleep in several hours – something I can’t say for my snoring next door neighbour.
Keep in mind that aunty Sade doesn’t exist and neither does my will to stay awake anymore. You’re probably thinking now – “shut up please and get to the point.” My PR adviser (who also doesn’t exist) told me it’s a bad idea to throw disses at my readers so I won’t reply you with that today.
Today, we’ll be talking about the big R. Contrary to what you’re probably thinking, I’m not talking about racism. That topic – like most other things considering my height – is beyond me. I won’t be talking about rape today either. Even though the issue needs to be addressed desperately in our society today, my big R doesn’t stand for rape. And no, it most certainly does not stand for Riley.
The big R here stands for religion. Yes, the one thing almost no one wants to talk about. I was inspired to write about this topic a couple of weeks ago on my way home.
Someone said something in front of me about wanting to go somewhere and his friend immediately teased him about wanting to go to church again. They burst into laughter at the mention of church as though someone had just said the silliest thing and it broke my heart. Kind of.
See also: My First Time
It was at that point that I realised (for the one millionth time) that our generation really does not give half a crap about Christianity or Islam or any of that stuff. They just want to party and do some other things I probably shouldn’t mention. Please don’t get me wrong, I am not here to condemn. I am not here to preach and I am not by any means perfect. I am simply here to reason with you.
You might be wondering; “Why Irewole? Why in the heck should I care about some big guy in the sky when his so called servants are out here raping people?” Or “Why should I even care when people are busy killing other people who don’t believe in their big guy in the sky?” Well, my answer is simple. You don’t have to and you probably shouldn’t.
Okay… okay… I understand how easily that last part can be misinterpreted. I’ll explain. In order to understand where I’m coming from and the idea I’m trying to share with you, you first of all have to be patient, understand that this is just my point of view and have an open mind. Having said that, there are two broad possibilities.
The very first possibility – which most people in this generation are inclined to believe – is that there is no God. There is no big guy in the sky who created everything in His infinite wisdom and mercy. The world came to existence after the cosmos farted, something scientists call the big bang theory. There is no point to anything or anyone. Everything happens by coincidence and humans have no soul. There is no afterlife and when you die, you don’t go to heaven or hell. You don’t see light or darkness. There is only oblivion.
In this case, whether or not you believe in the existence of a supreme God, it does not really matter because you have not lost nor have you gained anything significant. Your life on earth does not affect anything. The threat to your soul which is one of the things that drives religion does not exist and the salvation of your soul does not exist either. Why? Because your flesh and blood self has no soul. You literally have nothing to lose in this possibility. How convenient. This is the first possibility. This is one scenario out of two.
Then there is the second possibility. No, Margaret, it’s not that we’re being controlled by aliens. The second possibility is that there is a God. It is a direct contrast to the first. The earth and everything else including me and you were created by Him. If the big bang theory occurred, He initiated it. There really is a point and a purpose to our existence. After death, depending on how you lived, your soul rises to paradise or descends to hell and the only thing that really does matter outside of all our earthly frivolities is to gain that paradise in the end. In this possibility, the way you live affects your fate after death. In this possibility, you have something to lose if you choose not to believe in/serve Him. In this scenario, the stakes are higher but the rewards; even more so.
I won’t talk to you as a believer today and tell you that there is proof everywhere so, let’s assume there’s proof nowhere. We have no way of finding out that He does exist because we’re mere mortals and we haven’t seen any signs right? Since that’s the case, the only way to go about it would be to do so logically. Put the two scenarios together. None is less/more likely to be true than the other. As such, if you choose to believe and scenario 1 happens to be the case, you’ve lost nothing really. If you think you won’t get to enjoy life, well, that doesn’t matter either because you’d die and fade into nothingness eventually anyway. If scenario 2 happens to be the case however and you are a believer, you would’ve gained something compared to scenario 1 where it doesn’t matter either way.
As such, logically speaking, since both scenarios are equally possible, the safe side would be to understand the importance of the big “R” and be a believer, wouldn’t it?
Simply put, if you don’t believe and after your death, it turns out there is no God, you’ve lost nothing. However, if you don’t believe and after your death, it turns out that God does exist, well, you don mess up be that.
There are questions but I wouldn’t be asking them. I realize that I might’ve just posted what might be the most indecipherable bullcrap to you and I sincerely just want to know if you understand and how you feel about it.
PS.: Feel free to challenge me if you see any holes here.
PPS.: I don’t do meth.