I’ve never understood why people say “God did it” as if that ends the conversation. It’s not an explanation — it’s what people say when they’ve run out of explanations. Like a shrug, dressed up in faith.
If you ask, “Why did this happen?” and someone says, “Because God wanted it that way,” what they’re really saying is, “I don’t know.” And that’s fine — not knowing is part of being human. But let’s at least be honest about it. Don’t pretend a mystery is an answer.
What makes me pause is how quickly people jump to God for everything they can’t explain. The weather, a coincidence, recovery after an illness — anything unexpected becomes “God’s hand.” But when you ask, “Okay, then where did God come from?” suddenly it becomes vague. “He always was,” they’ll say. Or, “He’s beyond nature.” Which sounds deep, but really it means nothing. It just moves the question one step further away.
I think people are scared of not knowing. Maybe “God did it” feels safer than sitting with uncertainty. But I actually think there’s beauty in admitting we don’t have all the answers. Because that’s where truth begins — not with pretending, but with curiosity.
The world is full of things we don’t yet understand. And that’s exciting. I’d rather keep asking, keep learning, than stop searching just because someone said, “God did it.”