Roadkill always reminds me of my own mortality.
To me, seeing animals abandoned on the side of the road is all the proof I need that there can't possibly be a G-d.
[And yet, I still feel obligated to use the hyphen; I'll always be Jewish regardless of what I say I believe, I suppose.]
I know the physical being isn't supposed to be connected to whatever heaven may or may not exist. Rigor mortis on the median has nothing to do with whether or not your soul is at peace...
But, where does it end? Is there a dog heaven too? And what about rabbits and bears and even bugs? Are we really so conceited as to think humans are the only ones worthy of a life after death? All other species just rot in the ground, but us - we are the chosen ones worthy of eternal blessings.
Right.
In my oh-so-humble opinion, I just don't see how it can all be reconciled.
And yet, maybe that's the point - maybe I'm not supposed to understand how it all works. Why, after-all, should I be the one to have it all figured out? I can guarantee you I'm no different than the person sitting next to me in at Gate D-24 in the Detroit Airport.
So, perhaps I don't need any so-called proof.
Because, you look at the sky and breathe in the air, and admire the many amazing people around you, and that's all that really matters anyhow.
And the roadkill? He's probably in groundhog heaven by now.
3 comments:
There is a G. and I'll tell you, one of many ways, that I know (btw not one of the 'many ways' comes from a book)
I was on a ten km run a few weeks back and I was going for a bit of a push to get a good negative split. running down one stretch there is the sidewalk with the road on one side, no grass, and a rock wall on the other side.
Out of the corner of my eye I lengthen my stride at the last second to keep from steeping on an earth worm that is making its way across the dry sidewalk. It took me to more strides to stop, turn around and go pick up the worm who was already quite dry. I leaned over the wall and into a flower bed. I scratched down a bit to the cool soil, put the worm in, covered him over and added some water out of my water bottle.
It didn't mater to me that it happened to be the retaining wall for the church yard that was on the corner but that could work its way in the the lesson some how but for me the lesson was more simple.
I am not a god, but the worm might now be 'born again' with his take on all this.
I do have a take on all this but I will just leave it with you because I think if you can see it then it would be more poignant for you.
All the best.
Rice
I know how it is reconciled. :)
Thanks, guys, for the perspective. Always a breath of air...
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