I find this whole "ProofofGod" thing rather amusing. Can there be a more futile effort than trying to prove to ourselves that God exists, when we are totally surrounded--nature, friends, war, peace, ice cream, microbes, galaxies, spiders--by insurmountable evidence of His overwhelming majesty and power? This evidence does not readily tell of His nature and intent, but His handiwork is, literally, unavoidable and everywhere. That's why I find this site so amusing.. We are analogous to a tiny cluster of ants crawling around on the backside of a Persian carpet trying to describe its patter to each other.
But if I had to choose one dot above all others as proof of God, it would be simply this: Existence. My logical mind tells me there should be nothing at all. I/We wouldn't be here to know that, but it still seems to make the most sense. How can there "be" something? It is impossible. When I think through the idea of something "being," my head begins to hurt, sort of like when I try to think of the distances in space. About a couple of universes out it all gets fuzzy, and I give up, find the remote, and watch a rerun of Gilligan's Island. At least I think that's what I'm doing. If I'm really here, that is.
