What if God was one of us...

Here is a startling fact for you.  And depending on what age you are, this tidbit of information gets worse as you get older.  Everyone has a secret.  If that wasn’t enough, everyone actually has a secret that would break your heart.  Well, maybe just mine, as I am not like most people.  And when I say that what I mean is that I have this insanely stupid faith in people.  Insanely.  Stupid.  Perhaps I am really just naïve and it has nothing to do with faith at all?  I can seriously look at most people, except for the blatantly obvious  ones you know suck right away, and instantly give them the benefit of the doubt.  Do I have secrets?  Sure, who doesn’t?   But I can honestly say that my keeping these secrets is NOT HURTING anyone else but me. Meaning, no one else’s life will change as a result of knowing them.  At least it shouldn’t.

The point of this rubbish is, “what if God was one of us?”  Seriously.  Ok, so you don’t believe in God, ok, you can stop reading the post now…this post isn’t about that.  I was born and raised Catholic.  I do believe in a higher power.  I have a lot of questions about faith, religion, God in general, but my question for right now, this second is simple.  What. If. God. Was. One. Of. Us?  This questions poses a HUGE PROBLEM FOR ME.  HUGE.  I will tell you why.

I can understand to some degree, God coming to us in the form of a needy person, homeless, whatever, or just someone who needs help.  And it is our choice to help them.  If I walk away without helping them I personally walk away wondering what if that was my test?  And I just miserably failed?    I feel that way about a child, an animal.  God doesn’t have to arrive in adult form.

My problem with this is what if God was one of us and that person is someone who hurts you, or lies to you, or cheats on you, or whatever?  In some way harms you.  Physically, mentally, emotionally, whatever?  Then what is the lesson to be learned?  To remove that person from your life?  They say everyone comes into our lives for a reason…

I believe I have completely confused myself.  I don’t know how many people I know follow that philosophy, “what if God was one of us.”  Maybe fewer people than I realize.

I just know I treat people the way I want to be treated.  And with respect.  Until they do something that directly affects me.  And when I lose respect for someone, I honestly cannot repair that.  Am I the only one who has this problem?