The Adventures of Stevie #53
These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
been true. LOL
My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
he isn't here in person. I think.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stevie is 12 in this story. It is Spring of year 2 of his special
school.
The Adventures of Stevie #53 "Bus Paradox"
Dear Carlos,
Jeremy and I took the bus to Mr. Johnson's sports shop, to get some
more adult size jock straps for Glena to cut and stitch to fit me.
Trying on the first one she stitched up, was fun. It tickled when she
checked the fit. Then we had to wait for my monster to go back to
sleep, before I could try it on for the next check. I was looking
forward to it all over again when we got the new jocks and got home.
People were talking about different things on the bus. Some of them
were college students, mothers and children, and some older men and
women. The college students were talking about the big bang theory,
which is about how the universe got started. One of the older men asked
where God fit into that theory. A student said "Well, maybe God created
the giant first atom that exploded into making the the universe." Then
another student said "But where was God before he did that, when there
was no universe for him to be in?" They didn't have an answer for that.
Then I decided to join the conversation.
I ask them, "Who created God? If he existed then, there had to be a
start for him, right? What was there before that happened?" The
students didn't know what to say. The older man looked interested, and
said "Yes, something in nothing is a bit of a paradox." Then I went all
in. I said "Something, is space-time, because without space, there is
no duration, and without duration, there is no space. So, what's the
MATTER with that?" He raised his eyebrows at me, and smiled at the pun.
He jumped in, too. He said "Before the big bang, there was no
time, means no duration, means nothing could happen, so there would be
no events. That means the big bang couldn't happen, which means we
don't exist. Didn't we just take a wrong turn somewhere?" He said "Very
good! You have found the paradox." I came back with "Paradoxes don't
exist in nature, only in our imperfect understanding. If you want, I
can give you a theory which might explain it with less problems." He
said, "Please do, I would be interested." The students looked lost, but
interested too.
"I want to do this in a question and answer way. First, we need to
establish our basic understanding of God, because HE is almost pure
paradox. Is He?" They said no. I said I would prove it. "Is God all
powerful and all knowing, and can create anything?" They all agreed he
was. Then I said "What is the one thing He CAN'T create?" None of them
could answer that. I said "Himself". The older man looked very
surprised. The students were still confused. I said, "If anybody
disagrees, show me why it isn't so." Nobody could. I was disappointed.
"I can give you some clues which might show you a way out of that. Why
don't you try thinking of the time element of space-time." The older
man said "He is nonlinear?" I said "Good start. Next?" He said "Good
God, He did make Himself!" I said "Good is okay, but the making Himself
isn't quite accurate. I would use the word facilitate, because he would
still have to start somewhere and when. One more clue. The word
'evolve'".
I could almost see the lightbulb over his head turn on. He said "Do
you mean the universe evolved into becoming God, who then went back
into time and created the universe that made him?" I said "Not exactly.
You are still thinking linearly. Try again?" He said "Please explain."
I said "When God became God, He existed throughout all space-time
simultaneously. He didn't go back in time, he IS/WAS." He said "That's
amazing! Maybe even revolutionary. You must have given a lot of thought
to this." I said "No, I just thought it up for our discussion. It was
fun." His jaw dropped like a lead weight was attached to it. Jeremy
grinned from ear to ear, and hugged me.
I said, "If I give you another just thought up theory, will you put
your jaw back into place before some lonely insect flies into it?" He
did, and nodded. Some of the students laughed, and so did the kids. I
said "Why did God create evolution? If he is all powerful, why not just
make the final product of evolution, and be done with it?" He said "I'm
lost. Please continue." I said "Here is a clue. He gave us free will.
WHY? Everything has a purpose, so why did he do that?" He said "I think
I'm seeing where you are going, but I'm not willing to commit myself
just yet." I said "Okay. If you were stranded on an island you knew you
could never leave, with all your comforts satisfied, all by yourself
with just lower animals to keep you company, what would you want most?"
He said, "Ah! I see, I would want a friend, another human, hopefully a
mate." I said, "Now replace 'You', with 'God', and what would you get?"
He said "Good God, He would want to create a friend, and equal, by
allowing us to evolve!"
I said "You might try a different exclamation, before you wear that
one out. I would expand that theory to include all the life in the
universe, evolving to join into becoming God. Now look at the bigger
picture. Think of all the dimensions and all the universes in them,
parallel universes into infinity, with the same purpose." He said
"Incubators!" I said, "Eggs-actly. What friends are made with." He
said, "And you just thought this up? Right now? How could you?" Now
came the tough part. I tried to be gentle. "Sir, what is your IQ, about
did. Only somebody with a much higher IQ could tell what his IQ was,
just by talking with him. I had other ways, too, but I wasn't going to
tell him that. He said, "Please tell me, who are you?" I said, "Sorry,
I can't say more than I'm just a kid who likes people and fun games of
logic." He nodded, and took out a card and gave it to me. It had his
name, with a bunch of degrees after it, and the title of professor. I
thought "Oops, I showed myself to the wrong person."
I said "I see I disturbed you a little. I can give you something to
help you with that." He said "You can? Whatever could that be?" I said
"Me." I went to sit next to him, and gave him a big hug. Just before I
did that, I gathered all the free life energy around me, through my
stone, and held it in a new chakra I had built for that. I turned it
into love and gave some of it to him in my hug. He said "Oh!" And he
practically melted in happiness. I did what Jeremy does with his hugs,
but doesn't know he's doing it. I had been learning from him, which he
didn't know, and practicing with the new chakra. I just tried it for
the first time on the professor, and it worked!
I went back to my seat next to Jeremy. One of the mothers who had a
young son with her said to me, "I don't understand what you two said
about God." I told her "You don't have to. We were just playing games
with words and ideas. You already know about God." She looked surprised
and said "I do?" I said "Sure. You love your son?" She nodded. I said
"He loves you?" She nodded. I think she was afraid to say anything
which might be wrong. I said "Then you know all you really need to know
about God. He is love." There really isn't any way to argue with that.
Her son had been looking at me and smiling since we got on the bus.
Little kids do that a lot to me. Now he came over and sat on Jeremy's
lap, and reached over and hugged me. His mother said "Willie! What are
you doing!" I said, "Don't worry Ma'am, he knows about love. All kids
do. He knows I will give it to him, just like Jeremy here will. Come
and sit next to me and I'll show you." The professor nodded at her. She
came over and sat next to me. I touched her hand and gave her some of
the love I had saved. Then she hugged me and said "Thank you." I
received more love from her than I gave her, although she didn't know
that. It's what love does. It multiplies every time you exchange it, if
you let it.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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