Not everyone is sold on the concept that we have heard the voice of god or even feel the holy spirit. Neuroscientist say that abnormalities in certain brain hardware create delusions that lead people to hear voices. Some go a step further and attribute this phenomenon to dispel claims from early Christians that said god spoke to them and directed their actions. Social psychologists theorize that the euphoria I experienced from Reverend Merrill's passionate sermon down in Glovers AME comes from a sort of group think, where people feed off of the emotions of the person next to them in the pew. This creates a dopamine releasing chain reaction of shared energy that people falsely attribute to the presence of the Holy Ghost entering our souls. It sounds good in a logical sense, but what fun is it to think that way? The problem with empiricists is that they are limited to their senses in trying to explain that which the senses cannot comprehend. It's a foolish endeavor and frankly, a paralyzing waste of time and energy.
The mystery behind the unexplained is what keeps us young and vibrant. I consider myself to be young and vibrant and the thrill of witnessing with our senses that which cannot be explained through our senses is also what drives young vibrant people like you and me to football stadiums around the country on Fall Saturdays.
I've also heard god speaks to us at times. Not in a Rick Santorum, "God told me healthcare for poor people is a sin" kind of way, but in an indirect, coded form, that only those in tune with the spiritual realm can decipher. For those of us with the right ears, his voice can be heard through ours, speaking through us, our voices become his. It also sounds absolutely freaking amazing in the acoustic settings of a major college football stadium. Listen:
Matt Stone and Trey Parker, well renowned theologists and creators of the legendary animated series SouthPark, posit that the one true pathway to god's kingdom can be found in the book of Mormon. Mormonism was founded by Joseph Smith and his greatest disciple was a young believer by the name of Brigham Young. Without Brigham Young the Church of Later Day Saints would not be standing today. The Mormon denizens of Provost, Utah were so grateful for this that they built an entire university for the guy. They even named it after him, it has its own football team and everything. Even has a huge stadium right on campus. During the first Saturday of the season, the Mormons had to watch their team receive a blessing in the form of a Hail Mary miracle on their TV sets or listen to it on their radios. But god showered his blessings upon his faithful flock again, a week later, right in the house that mormon built:
You are dead emotionally if you are following this article and not feeling that warm sensation in your chest. Assuming you're not a BYU, Nebraska, Utah, or Utah State fan that is.
Inexplicable however, the pious folks of RockyTop Tennessee had their hearts ripped out of their chests by the Oklahoma Boomer Sooners in the form of an Overtime loss which say their Volunteers surrender a 14 point lead in the fourth quarter. Ah, but that is the mystery of god's ways, the mystery that keeps us searching for answers, and coming back to the stadium, even if our teams are 14 point underdogs, because you just don't know, and you never truly can.
If you still need more proof of god's work, consider this, Everett Golson, one of the lord's wayward sons, who once played his home games under the merciful eye of Touchdown Jesus at the Catholic University known as Notre Dame, spread the lord's gospel in a land afar, by throwing a touchdown to a guy named Jesus (Wilson).
"That was one goddamn hell of a show."