
As I live my life, I am beginning to associate a belief in a "Sky God" as akin to believing in any mythical or fairy-tale character, such as Cinderella, Snow White, Ravana, or Santa Claus. How grown adults can live their lives believing in the presence of their beloved Sky Gods despite all evidence to the contrary is simply beyond my comprehension. Is it the only delusion that we are allowed to have as adults, the last belief that we can hold on to after being told at age 11 that Santa doesn't really exist? All the traits of Santa Claus exist in the Sky Gods of our time -- they punish the naughty and reward the faithful and the good. So what's preventing Jerry Falwell from bringing back Santa in the pantheon of the Lords? It's just one more male figurehead to feature next to the Holy Trinity - the ultimate male fantasy. Hey, if Jesus can posthumously fly through the sky aided by anti-gravity or Heavenly Suction, so can Santa, Superman, and Underdog. I have seen all of them, including Jesus, fly -- in the movies.
Here's a quote from Woody Allen in the New York Times that sums up my thinking right now:
"This sounds so bleak when I say it, but we need some delusions to keep us going. And the people who successfully delude themselves seem happier than the people who can’t. I’ve known people who have put their faith in religion and in fortune tellers."