A Shadow


God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. Yet his shadow still looms. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it?

When Friedrich Nietszche said God was dead, he didn’t say it with contempt.  He was mourning.  With guilt like he felt when he saw a horse beaten that fateful day he fell into madness, Nietszche took a crime committed by someone else, everyone else, and felt responsible for it.  He considered himself a murderer among the rest of those who killed God.

Some would say we kill God when we prohibit prayer in schools, or legalize gay marriage, or listen to vulgar songs.  Some say God dies every time an atheist says He doesn’t exist.  Whatever the cause of death, Nietszche says God died leaving a shadow that still looms over us.  That shadow is all I need to argue that God is still alive.

A shadow signifies something’s presence.  These days God’s presence can be found in other places besides a church.  Building from my own experiences and what I read, watch, and listen to, I will use this blog for the next several months to share what bits of God I see in today’s culture.

I feel the same remorse Nietszche felt as he looked at the suffering horse that is a world without God.  Instead of going mad, however, I will do what I can to prove the opposite of what I would dread to be true.


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