Ahh yes, the old- “Our minds are finite and feeble, we can in no way understand God and his workings argument.”
Gotta love this one.
What makes me think I can judge God? Assuming he exists, many things. For one, I have the free will to do so. God given right and all. For one, he allowed our minds to be capable of logic, ethics, empathy, sympathy, love, hate, fear, and terrible things. In his Image. Exact, because it seems God reflects the mass human experience in all his glory. Childish, petulant, yet loving at times, generous, inconsistant and posseses delusions of grandeur. He not only gave us these abilities, he encourages us to use them, in some passages, and in others he tells us not to use them. Shall I quote the bible for you, I am sure you are a educated enough man to know of the various passages of which I refer…
Is Gods great plan so above ours? Very doubtful. In fact is is pretty sophmoric to assume that humans cannot be capable of such a high order thought. If you can’t imagine what such a thought is, why bother bringing it up.
I have spent most of my life studying the bible and trying to make logical sense of it, and it certainly is too big of a chain of reasoning and based on such a wide spectrum of information and induction that it would only clog this discussion. In fact it would prove fruitless, because you cannot convince the delusional that what they are seeing is a delusion.*
Really, though, why I feel I can judge God, is because I know that does he exist- I am BETTER than God. In every way- excepting that I don’t have the power- perhaps it would corrupt me into some vile disgusting creature that torments the things he creates for sheer pleasure like he/it/she supposedly does, I dunno.
YMMV
*A man goes and sees his psychologist. Laying on the couch he tells the doctor. “Doctor, I am dead”. The doctor looks at him, and starts discussing his situation. The doctor tries in vain to throw enough questions and logic and reasoning to convince him of his error. The Doctor asks every question he could imagine- How are you talking to me if you are dead, How did you get here, how, how did you die, why do you think you are dead and so on. Every question asked the troubled man had some explination- no matter how far stretched. The doctor finally asked him “Do dead people bleed?” The troubled man said “No, of course not, their heart doesn’t beat.” The doctor quickly drew a pocketknife and cut the troubled man. The man looked down at shock at his now bleeding arm and seemed troubled for a bit. Finally he looked up with a sad look on his face and said “I guess I was wrong doctor- I don’t know how I could have been, but the evidence is right before my eyes- The dead DO bleed.”