On the bus ride to school today I was reading an article in the paper about how all the ordinary German citizens participated in the Holocaust. And I was thinking - maybe God purposely doesn’t intervene in things. Not exactly like the watchmaker school ofr thought where God creates the world, sets it in motion and steps away from it. But maybe more like God creates all these people and lets them do things themselves. Not so much out of disinterest or lack of compassion but because God very much wants them to be holy. But if a heavenly omniscient being stepped in every time they were in trouble humans would never learn anything of it. Maybe it’s in the times of greatest human misery and destruction that people’s ultimate nature: love or indifference, becomes apparent. So now I need to apply this idea to a more personal haunt. When I was fourteen and turned every which way for help, many people were indifferent. But the smallest things people did to show they cared took on a huge importance. And I don’t really remember all the turning-away voices as seperately named individuals but sort of a bleak collective, so perhaps they will continue to be given opportunities to show individual compassion. Or maybe people just continuously move back and forth from one to the other. I don’t know. My friend likes being atheist or so he says, but I need to believe in something.
