I'm saying, 'This I believe: I believe there is no God.' Having taken that step, it informs every moment of my life. I'm not greedy. I have love, blue skies, rainbows and Hallmark cards, and that has to be enough. It has to be enough, but it's everything in the world and everything in the world is plenty for me. It seems just rude to beg the invisible for more. Just the love of my family that raised me and the family I'm raising now is enough that I don't need heaven. I won the huge genetic lottery and I get joy every day.
About this quote
- What does it mean?
- A life filled with tangible joy and love is sufficient without the need for divine intervention or an afterlife.
- In plain terms
- Family and daily joy are enough without needing heaven.
- What can you take from it?
- Find contentment in the present world and relationships.
Where it applies
Putting it to work
Questions to consider
- What is enough for a good life?
- Does faith add value to the present?
Another view
Believers might argue spiritual depth adds meaning beyond the tangible.
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