Divine Multiverses

I get a kick out of a well made time travel movie—one that pushes on the limits of our understanding with a perceived intelligence that makes me wonder.

To a lesser extent, the multiverse themed ideas are also interesting, but there has been such an abundance of them done in such mediocre ways that a terrible thing has happened—I’ve gotten bored by what is intended to fascinate and thrill and cause me wonder.

I guess I’m getting old?

No, there’s something more here.

We have a divine spark within us. A God-consciousness that tugs at us. A bit of the mystery of the universe. We are stardust.

But when it comes to the construct of reality and our place in it, aren’t we usually content with navel gazing and mindless entertainment rather than a focused study and contemplation of our existence?

Football is a lot easier to pay attention to, granted.

I have become so desensitized to outlandish plots borrowing science concepts like spices in a cauldron of “entertainment” that I have dulled my susceptibility to awe at the magnitude of the universe.

It is good to be unable to reconcile the extent of reality. To seek this is to seek the mind of God.

And apparently, this infinite being that I call God and you may think of as science has made us with the ability to wrestle with these things as well as the capacity to be in personal relationship with Him.

It has been worth it for me to cut back on mediocre sci-fi in order to seek Him more.

God, help me discard fiction, embrace mystery and seek the infinite.