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Aaawwww! You made a clever variation on my handle for a joke? How cute! I'm sure everyone is now laughing hard and respecting you 10 times more.
Would you like us to speculate about what the "J" stands for in your handle? I can certainly think of some unflattering ones.
Some of us are comfortable with our God, you obviously tremble and think your abilities require such to acknowledge you. ha ha Oh our little grasshopper jumping around, Make a Sun, Make a Moon, perform a rain dance and make it rain. You can't, you discard truth for your own ego. God fearing peeps aren't leaving, get over it.
I tremble at nothing (well, maybe if Velociraptors were like the ones in Jurassic Park rather than being the size of chickens I might tremble a bit).
I certainly don't concern myself with the possibility that there might be gods out there - I don't believe in them...why would I tremble?
I precisely cannot discard truth...objective, measurable, definable, testable, truth. But god(s) are mythology - there is no truth there. There is not one teeny-tiny scrap of evidence that there is a God - yet things that are said to be true in "The Official Big Book'o'God" are disproven all the time (No, Bats are not Birds).
Here's how religion most likely came about:
* Some guy (let's call him Joe) in a small stone-age tribe/village gets sick of having to hunt and gather.
* Wouldn't it be nice if someone else would do that and he could sit around in his cave all day and relax?
* Joe comes on the clever idea to invent a supernatural being who commands the tribe to do...whatever.
* Joe says that this god commands everyone to serve him - and that Joe will be the one to intercede between God and Man.
* The tribe are a bit taken aback - but Joe seems convincing...so OK.
* Joe says that he now needs to spend all of his time talking with God and asking him to do neat stuff for the tribe.
* So the tribe will have to work harder to provide sustinance for Joe and "offerings" of food and stuff for the God.
* When they manage to take down a Mammoth - Joe says that God helped them do it because he loves them all.
* When they don't manage to take down a Mammoth - Joe says that God was angry because they didn't adhere to some minutia of "The Rules".
* The tribespeople are unhappy that they don't know what all these "Rules" are.
* Joe says - "That's OK - that's why I'm here - I'll pass on God's rules to everyone."
* The tribespeople wonder why there is no actual evidence of God doing stuff.
* Joe says "Oh - he makes the river run and the soil to grow food and all that.
* The tribespeople wonder whether God can do "X" (choose your own X).
* Joe says "Yes! Certainly, God can do X - He can do anything!"
* They ask "Why didn't he cure little Suzie of the plague last week?"
* Joe says "God is ineffable - it's not our business to demand that he does things."
This is all rather convenient.
* Joe is now set up for life...he gets to sit back and do more or less nothing - to add more mythology to cover anything inconvenient.
* Joe hates mushrooms - and surprisingly, God rules that mushrooms should not be eaten or you won't make it into heaven.
* Joe likes beer, so God says that beer must be consumed on holy days, Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays...holy days are when Joe says that God decrees it's a holy day...generally on Tuesdays, Thursdays and weekends).
* As the tribe grows - Joe's sons and daughters join the growing priesthood...add to the mythology...eventually write it down.
* Joe dies.
* Eventually, even the priests themselves forget that Joe just made all of this up so he could get out of doing the hunter-gathering.
...and to this day - a lot of people who don't think too carefully about the nature of the world around them still believe in all of that junk.