Here is the question that I find myself asking the “spiritual but not religious” self-procaimed, the vast bland majority of the American religious landscape who perceive themselves to be a unique and interesting minority.
Here’s my question to the “sunset person” the person who finds god in the sunset, the one who is spiritual but not religious and then things suddenly break down and something unfair or tragic happens.
Who are you, (they may ask) the god of sunsets and bunnies and chain emails about sweet friends?
Who are you, cheap god of self satisfaction and isolation?
Who are you, god of the beautiful and the physically fit?
Who are you, god of those who can afford to go on vacation to Hawaii and find you in the sunset?
Who are you, god of the spiritual but not religious, god of the lucky, chief priest of the religion of gratitude.
Who are you and are you even worth knowing?
Who are you, god whom i invent?
Is there, could there be a more interesting God who invented me?