Saluting with misty eyes
The question I have is: "What is opinion based on fact, when the opinion concerns a supreme and all powerful being?"
Let me give you a few "facts" that have led me to my beliefs:
1) My father spent time in Vietnam (not a huge thing... too many others did as well.) and had several things happen that would make one ssuspicious of a Higher Power.
a) He fell into a Punji pit (a trap with spikes to catch your feet and legs) in the middle of a heavy crossfire that the corpsman couldn't even get to him. The PRIEST eventually made it to him, and neither one of them got so much as a graze from anything metal.
b) His platoon (30-35 men) was dropped into the middle of a regiment of NVA (over 1,000 men), and he was able to make it back to his extraction point (only 4 of his platoon did) with NO injuries.
c) He was brought home on an emergency for my brother to have radical kidney surgery at the age of 9 months. While he was home, his entire unit was wiped out in an ambush... the day of the surgery, a pediatric nephrologist (kidney doc for babies) with a national reputation happened to be visiting a friend, and looked over the chart... my brother did not have surgery.
d) too many other examples not involving my family, but other vets I have talked to.
From personal experience:
a) I was diagnosed with leukemia at the age of 14... right before the started with the bone marrow transfusion, and all of the hell and hassle that goes with it, a pediatric endocrinologist who just ahappened to be in the area at that specific dispensary (family clinic) 30 miles from the main hospital, and was only there for that day filling in for another doctor, checked things out, and realized I didn't have leukemia at all, and it was something else (obviously) not fatal.
b) When I was a firefighter, there was a C-141 that crashed on landing at the base I was stationed at. I was on top of the truck about 10-15 feet away from the wing whyen the fuel cell exploded (the fuel cells are kept in the wings). People all over were knocked to the ground, yet I was standing on top of a metal roof, with rubber boots on, and I didn't even budge.
c)There were many times as an EMT when I was able to save a patient that I was not good enough to save... that I had written off, but just hadn't been dumb enough to quit.
d) I wqs driving my new baby (3 weeks or so old) home from her first visit to see her maternal grandmother, when the car in front of me, and one lane over slammed into a car that had pulled out of the parking ot without looking. At the speed I was going, I should have plowed into the accident when the cars separated, and the one car came into my lane. I HEARD someone tell me to aim for the crash. Without questioning, or thinking about it, I kept my foot on the gas, and headed right for where the crash happened. The cars separated, and I made it through the accident scene without so much as disturbing the dirt on my car. Had I stayed in my lane, I would have hit the other car doing 55 miles an hour.
e) The day I buried my father, my aunt baought a scratch ticket and won the exact amount that she had paid to rent her hotel for the time she was there. My wife played the pin number of the winning ticket and it came out straight to net her enough money to pay half of my father's funeral.
While it is true that all of these could be pure coincidents... I suppose... maybe... I guess... There has got to be some reason that those two doctors were right there where they weren't supposed to be at that exact moment. There had to be a reason that my brother wgot sick at that exact moment, when he could have chosen any other day to have it happen. (two days later, and my dad would have been killed... a week before, and my dad would have been killed.)
There has to be a reason why I was able to stand on the top of that truck with a major explosion occuring to provide fire protection for the rescue people in the plane at the time when people qll around me standing on cement were pushed to the ground. There has to be a reason why that trauma code survived (when less than 1% do) and then go on to perform CPR on someone else who survived. There has to be a reason why I heard someone tell me to do something that is so out of the way during a car crash that NO ONE in their right mind would even think about doing it.
There has to be a reson why the CEO of an investment firm was delayed getting to work on September 11, 2001. There has to be a reason that my ex-wife allowed me to borrow her car to get to work on March 12, 1998 (the day my dad died) when she hated me with every ounce of her being. (I was able to get there in minutes to take care of things, insead of almost an hour was I required to walk.) There has to be a reason why all of the things happened to everyone reading this who are subconsciously adding their own stories to my little rant. There is no way that coincidence is going to cover it.
To finish this off, the ONLY event I needed to prove to me that the Bible is filled with factual people, events, and such... was the morning I saw my daughter being born, and when I got to hold her less than 30 minutes later.
They took pictures of our dreams
Ran to hide behind the stairs
And said maybe when it's right for you, they'll fall