Quote from bobcathy1:
In my life I have come to the opposite conclusion, there is no god.
I have spent a lot of time in hospitals, with very sick loved ones. I have watched family up until their last breath and the coroner takes them away. There is no god.
Recently one of my 5 year old cousins was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer. He is an extremely bright and social kid and loves being with people. When we found out the news, we were devastated. He doesn't live near us, but is with the other side of our family in Michigan. When my father had his heart attack, I was also faced with an extremely difficult period. I questioned god then and I question god today. However, I will say this -- when my father went in for surgery, I was extremely calm the entire time. He was probably in for at least 5 or so hours, but during that entire time I was very at peace with the situation. The reason is that I was overwhelmed with a feeling of support and presence from something I could not explain. This of course is not proof for any person but it is proof for myself, and that is what matters in my life.
Also, I knew a nurse who worked in a hospital and dealt with older patients who came to get checked in but never checked out -- at least not checked out on the hospital's registry. Through all the pain and suffering that went on, there was a reoccurring theme. When many of the people approached their last hours of life, many were overcome with a sense of peace and understanding. Some said they saw light or an angel in their room near death (although they were probably on heavy medication at the time). I know of a man who was jewish his entire life (orthodox) and converted to Christianity about an hour before his death because he felt Jesus with him.
I've lost two grandfathers and several other family members, although I have yet to be next to someone when they take their last breath. I'm not sure how I would handle that situation, but I do know that my mom said that when she was present when her father died, everyone in the room felt a presence and an extreme sense of understanding and peace when the heart monitor flat-lined.
So in spite of everything I have read about science and medicine, I firmly believe that there is indeed something beyond what most of us perceive on a daily basis.
I remember as a kid my grandfather become a "born again" Christian and all he ever talked about with me were stories from the bible, etc. In some respects, I got turned off from religion for awhile because it felt like such a brain-washing mentality.
As I got older I realized he was doing those things simply out of love and he felt very adamant about his beliefs, which was admirable. It took some time before I rediscovered religion for myself and choose to accept that, yes, god does exist and that there are many things that happen in our lives that we become very angry over and then proceed to blame god for their occurrence.
I don't necessarily believe in the Judo-Christian god, but I do believe in a creator which I call god for convenience. I believe that everyone was given free-will and the opportunity to use it as they see fit. The evil applications of free-will are not god's fault, however. We live in a world that appears to be absent from his reach, but in reality the truth of his existence resides in our own and that is, in my opinion, every man and woman's path to explore on their own.