Questioning About God

Questioning About God

Prolotheos is the Teacher

Received by Valdir Soares

Posted on May 23, 2025

Now at Elgin, Illinois, USA,  May 11, 2019

Prolotheos: “I see that you have paid much attention to certain ancient existential questions about God and His relationship with human beings, especially the ones that really know Him and call themselves children, friends and even servants of God. I do encourage you to enlist these questions in our conversation, no matter how startling they may appear at first sight. So begin. Question away!

1. Why does it Occasionally Seem that God is Indifferent?

“The impression that God is indifferent to your situation comes from your inability to see the answers God has given to your prayers and claims. If God is in fact, silent (and He might choose to be silent) it is because the right time for Him to respond has not arrived, either because the circumstances are not appropriate or because you wouldn’t, at that moment, understand His answer. You should consider that in fact, even God’s silence is an answer to you. God is never indifferent to you or your life.

2. Why does it Occasionally Seem that God is Inconsistent?

“Again, the appearance that God is inconsistent is only a limited human impression, due to a misleading conclusion. God, in His absolute perfection, cannot ever be ultimately inconsistent with Himself. Sure, facts, and even acts of God and credit to God may sometimes appear contradicting, but ultimately, they are not. God’s logic is infinite, impenetrable, and beyond the creature’s total understanding. God’s plans unveil into His Universe Ages and you may be assured that while they now may look inconsistent, at the end of this age, they will look logical to man, even infinite, because God Himself is infinite. However, God is never, in any way, inconsistent.

3. Why does it Ocasionally Seem that God is Inconsequential?

“Nothing God does is inconsequential. The actions of God concerning human beings are of two orders: justice and providence. Justice reveals the universal goodness, truth and beauty (perfection) of God to his children. Providence is God supplying everything that man really needs, once he has chosen to follow God’s path. Again, it is your human incapacity to see God’s actions that lead to the misconception that God could be inconsequential. All that pertains to you matters to God and He always acts in regard to your ultimate well-being. Rest assured, God is never inconsequential.

“Thanks, my pupil, for these important questions about commonplace misconceptions about God that have troubled human beings from Job to nowadays. Simply put, God could never be indifferent, inconsistent or inconsequential, because He is, after all, perfect! However, God understands that those are questions that human beings, His children, sometimes harbor in their thoughts and, if they are sincere and honest, God is never tired of again and again answering them and showing them that He is never any of these!

I am Prolotheos, your celestial tutor and teacher, glad that you summoned me again. Peace!”

 

 

© The 11:11 Progress Group.
Rest assured, I will not fault you; be sure you too, do not fault me
– Thought Adjuster, March 2014.

http://www.1111angels.net 

 

 

Consistently Inconsistent

Consistently Inconsistent

by Catherine Viel

Posted on September 15, 2023

The battles that count aren’t the ones for gold medals. The struggles within yourself…that’s where it’s at. ~ Jesse Owen

Not to be inconsistent, but I’m really not over my angst about people wearing masks. A mental exclamation point and eye roll were my reactions yesterday when I was in a parking lot and saw a woman wearing TWO tightly fitted N95 masks, elastics crisscrossing the back of her head.

I find myself increasingly longing for consistency. Not so much in the world, that’s fruitless. But in my self, in my moods, in my dealings with life. After an emotional roller coaster day yesterday, today I’m thinking: I realize humans are emotional beings, and we, as souls, supposedly chose to incarnate as these volatile creatures in part to experience all those emotions. 

But isn’t enough, enough? I’m not sure there’s an opt-out option, other than the obvious ones of death or insanity. Neither of those is appealing at the moment. 

*****

Yesterday demonstrated how inconsistent I am. Within a two-hour period I went from exasperated and flustered, to genuinely enjoying myself, to exasperation and worry. 

In retrospect, the enjoying-myself part of the program was all self-motivated and self-propelled. I went to Starbucks to cash in a gift card on a pumpkin spice latte and pumpkin cream cheese muffin, followed by a happy search for Fall-colored clothing.

I used to regularly partake of such mundane pleasures, but over the last several years, because of family obligations, going out and having a little fun has become so logistically complex it’s too much trouble to make the effort. 

The parts of the morning that were unpleasant happened because of other people’s behavior. My reaction to the unpleasantness sent my emotional elevator plummeting from the penthouse of enjoyment to the basement of resentment.

Oh, no, not this floor again.

*****

Other than praying mightily to become as serene as a Madonna with not a worry in the world, I haven’t come up with a workable approach. Everyone has responsibilities. Maybe our only control is in how we react to them, particularly if we feel that we did not ask for that “job” (even on a karmic level). 

From a slightly different perspective, perhaps I did agree to a particular responsibility. But did I really request that it go on quite this long, and in quite this fashion? It’s said that the devil is in the details, and apparently I didn’t look into the details when reviewing this part of my soul contract.

Before I embark on the HMS Poor Poor Pitiful Me, time to get quiet for a moment and check in with my dear heart. Or check in with my dear tarot cards. Seventy-eight cards, each with a unique voice and a unique tale to tell. It might be an interesting experiment to check in first with my dear heart, and then see what the Universe’s heart-voice wishes to whisper through the sacred tool of tarot.

I stroll to the inlaid cedar box where the colorful, chatty cards nestle, shuffle them thoughtfully, and center my attention on my queries.

Catherine Viel

https://goldenageofgaia.com/author/catherine/