Part I: The Letters to Chris

"The Letters to Chris" series is a number of partial letters that I am writing to my best friend/roommate/boyfriend while I am away in Germany. No, they aren't the letters in their entirity. The portions that I am including are actually things I was hoping to include in my blog while I am here anyway. Laziness as my companion, I thought, "Hey. Let's kill two birds with one stone."

I realize my disclaimer is below these entries, but hopefully most of my readers are from my friends list on Facebook and, therefore, have already received the notice. If not, terribly sorry.

Without further ado:

"Dear Chris,

I might mention this in one of my other blogs while in Germany, but while traveling to the Walhalla, I was remembering my thoughts while flying through the sky to reach the Munich airport. I have lots of things I want to accomplish while I’m here (one of them being almost complete, the book Sophie’s World): I want to work on my thesis, learn a little German (I don’t have any illusions that I will be very good at it by the time I leave), and finish some non-school related reading. But I think I also came to try to find God. As you know, my spirituality and I at the moment are at odds. Not because the scientist in me doesn’t find it rational to believe in something so faith based; there is never a reconciliation between what we think and what we feel, our mind and our senses… maybe faith connects those two together? Faith in something so much larger than ourselves that our rationality cannot comprehend it and something so powerful it fulfills our senses need for something more than tactile in this poor world. Just to let you know: God is not above the clouds or in between, no heaven is to be found. God was not in the Hall of the Dead (Walhalla). But I think that maybe I was doing the same thing in Mexico, but God was not atop the Pyramid of the Sun or the temple dedicated to Quetzquetl. Maybe God was atop the Pyramid of the Moon… I didn’t go atop it but I doubt he was there either; I heard no reports from others that he had taken up residence there.I’m not sure what you think about my belief in a god. I suppose the God I mostly refer to is the one of the Judeo-Christian respect: Yahweh, Jehovah. Maybe you think it’s silly. Maybe interesting. Maybe you just don’t care. I don’t know. I do know what started this whole dilemma with me though. It has nothing to do with believing that God exists. I could not give you reasons why I know He is there. Or She… there was some popularity in the belief of a female God. If God were a human (which is contradictory anyway), gender would matter. But as (S)He is God, I’m sure it doesn’t matter.… I’ll continue this another day. I must get some sleep in order to wake up at 6 am and then catch the 7:49 bus."

Cheers.