God is Life
by Neale Donald Walsch
I can’t think of a single message in CwG that impacted me more than the statement that God is everything. Elsewhere, CwG makes the observation that the words God and Life are interchangeable. This cinched things for me. After hearing that statement which made perfect sense to me, by the way I could no longer deny that I was God, and that God was me. And THAT had HUGE implications.
Of course, as a child I believed that God was infinite, everywhere present, all knowing, all loving, all wise, and all-powerful. I was taught this by my religion.
God being omnipresent meant to me that God was all over the place. He was everywhere. But I didn’t translate that, as a child, into the idea that He was every THING. And I must say that my church did not encourage me to.
Rather, the church taught me that God was SEPARATE from everything, and that we were separate from God. So I imagined God to be this super powerful Being who sort of hovered around everything, watching what we were doing, and, not unlike Santa Claus, “making a list and checking it twice,” intent on finding out “who’s naughty and nice.”
I rejected this notion as an adult, but, unfortunately, I had nothing to replace it with. Until CWG. Then I understood at last who this God was. It was Life, in various clothing.
It was Life, looking like the stars. It was Life, looking like mountains and oceans. It was Life, looking like birds and fish and grass and trees and rocks and ants and insects and flowers and elephants and cats and dogs and, and EVERYTHING!
Suddenly, I saw God everywhere! Even in other people. I would look into their eyes and see Divinity. For a while, I was in heaven! It was heaven on earth! Each day I walked on clouds. Each day I was in ecstasy. Then, I noticed something strange. I had drawn a line between God and me.
I saw God everywhere outside of me, but I could not place God within me. It was too much of a stretch, too far of a reach for my limited understanding and my previous theology.
I felt that it was permissible to see God in the world all around me, but that I could not think of God being within me, for I was the very antithesis of what I imagined God to be. God was good, and I was bad. God was strong and I was weak. God was wise and I was confused. God was everything wonderful and I was everything but. I was not worthy to grovel at Gods feet. I had committed sins every day of my life, and I was committing one now. It was the sin of pride in imagining even for a moment that God and I could be One.
Yet Conversations with God kept insisting. God and I WERE One! God was everything, and inasmuch as I was Part of Everything, God had to be Me!
I couldn’t believe it. Then, I couldn’t not believe it. Because for me not to believe that God was Me, I had to believe that God was NOT everything that there was something that was NOT GOD.
But how could there be something that was not God? That would mean that God was somehow limited, and even my religion had taught me that God was Unlimited, without beginning or end or boundary of any kind.
The logical conclusion was unavoidable. God was Me. I was God. This was the one thing my religion had not told me, yet it squared with all the other teachings of religion about God. I could only assume that religion taught me that God was everywhere present, but that God and I were separate, because religion needed to stand between me and God so that I could NEED religion to get to God notwithstanding the fact that God was everywhere and there was NOWHERE I HAD TO GO.
CwG said I had to go NOWHERE to find God because God was NOW HERE.
Right here. Inside of ME.
At last I felt a sense of Communion with God. Finally I understood the sacrament of Holy Communion that was so much a part of my childhood in a family that was Roman Catholic. But the Catholic Church taught that Communion was the body and blood of Christ, and so I had to accept that Christ was God in order for me to experience that Communion placed God in me.
Yet if Christ was God, was I not God also? For did Christ himself not say, “I and the Father are one?” and then declare that we are brothers? Did he not say, after performing his miracles, “Why are ye so amazed? These things, and more, shall ye also do”? And did he not say, “Ye are Gods”?
Maybe we did not need the sacrament of Holy Communion to place God in us. Maybe LIFE was a sacrament itself. Maybe the fact that we are living that our spirit has joined with our mind and our body is the real holy communion. And maybe the ritual of the church is a device meant to REMIND us of this (“Do this in remembrance of me”), not to CREATE this.
God IS everything and so, God is you and God is me, and God is in every one of us.