One of my favorite colleagues of the day job attends a mainstream Christian church. He and I occasionally engage in a respectful exchange of views on the big questions.
Today I asked him whether he leaned toward the idea of fate or whether he believed we all have free will. Free will, he said, without hesitation. I agreed, with the caveat that I believed that, before I came into this life, I had my own agenda of lessons I wanted to learn. And though I can’t consciously remember it, this agenda is in play. That’s why I can trust that anything that seems to be happening through a force beyond my control is actually a realization of something I chose to experience.
He reminded me that he doesn’t believe in reincarnation. Yes, his soul is immortal. Yes, after his body dies, he will go to a world of spirit to live forever. And yet, he believes his soul was born when this body was, and that this one life on Earth is the only physical life he will experience.
(I jokingly said, “Then why the heck aren’t you out bungee jumping and stuff?” He looked thoughtful and replied, “That’s a good question,” which made me consider why the heck I’m not out bungee jumping, myself! Easy to see why we’re such good friends in spite of our apparent differences.)
BTW, this whole discussion began with him asking, “What are you up to lately?” It launched me into some observations on a David Wilcock presentation I recently viewed. The presentation’s upshot is that our species, like all species on our earth, is poised to undertake a massive, evolutionary change.
The presentation is packed with exciting possibilities, along with some disturbing ideas, as is true of much of the 2012 material out there. For example, it was easy to extrapolate the idea that many, many of us will not survive the change, whether because we are overcome by the changes in weather and its consequences, or through violence perpetrated by those who are unable or unwilling to accept the shift.
In my view of free will, I chose to be alive at this time, knowing this was on the way. I know I’m no victim of circumstance, whether I live through this shift or not. But if I were my friend, how could I reconcile these apparent contradictions? His faith amazes me anew.