If there really is a God….

Why didn’t he/she/they just make us all the same so that we don’t compare and envy, belittle and demean, ostracize and criticize, fight and kill those who are different from us? If there was no race but one, if all of us are born with the same skin color, same height, same frame, same body weight – then perhaps there will be no genocide or fratricide, even suicide. There will be no need for various agencies and commissions purporting to advance diversity and race relations; no diet plans or health clubs, no slim fast or weight watchers.

Wouldn’t it be nice to be just one among the crowd?

But then how would you measure excellence if there is no one to compare with? What would you reach for if the yardstick is the same for everybody? What would be the need for words that end in “er” or “est?” Bigger/biggest, smarter/smartest, kinder/kindest. Everybody will be the same. We will be like automatons, robots; nothing new to discover because we will be like everybody else; nothing there to peak one’s interest or curiosity.

Perhaps the very things that make us different; that provoke and challenge us; that make us think and question – perhaps that’s the proof that there is a God, and boy, does he have a sense of humor.