Either in school or on TV (or maybe I read about it), there was a study performed where 50 or so people were in a room and given a horoscope that was color-coded based on what the person’s sign was. This one pager was packed with text, meaning the horoscopes were more detailed than even the ones found in certain magazines. At the end of the reading period, a high percentage (I want to say over 90%) thought that it accurately described their situation in life. The whole point of the experiment was to determine whether people will bend their perceptions to accommodate what they are reading, and the answer turned out to be ‘yes’. They determined that this was true, because everyone in the room had the exact same horoscope, just on a specific color of paper based on their birthday.
I include this disclaimer because for the most part I think the concept is bullshit, but at the same time useful if it causes human beings to look inward and get to know themselves. That’s always a good thing. Then there are moments like tonight when I get to feeling like there might be something to it. I think of these moments as instances where God is telling me to stop doubting its own existence. If that is the case, then I want to thank God for not getting this point across with an Old Testament type of injury, like one meant to scare me into believing. And as far as that goes, I don’t think a God that does exist would be doing any of those horrible things to anyone in the first place. Meaning, if I have any faith at all in regards to ‘God’, it’s that he or she is not as much of a maniac as the holy books tell it.
This is more God’s style right here – Chinese food tonight for the family is house special fried rice, beef teriyaki and sesame chicken. Our cat Cleo will eat some of the beef and a few of the shrimp in the rice, and this combination is one that both of the boys can enjoy. With twins this can be a tricky thing come dinner time. Anyways…there are four fortune cookies, which I distribute. They are spot on for each of us, and if one had ended up in a different hand, they wouldn’t have made any sense.
Sam – Your reputation is your wealth.
Max – Your emotions are right on the surface, but that’s okay.
Heather – A day of worry is more exhausting than a week of work.
Papa – Minds are like parachutes. They only function when they are open.
That’s a great bit of reflection, just what I like to read in blogs. Max’s is especially right on, you’re right, as he is the more tempermental of the two. I can see how they are all spot on. Great post.