Cowrite: (v) to co-author
I don’t have a problem with either of these thoughts.
I’ve been inspired. I will even be so bold as to claim having been divinely inspired (if by divinity you include science, life, nature, humanity and breathing.)
Yet, I have a problem believing that something ever written by a mortal hand is minus all the twitches and nervous energy associated with that being.
Therefore, when you tell me that God wrote something, I become skeptical. My understanding of our Creator is that He is much more involved in the visual media of sunrises, sunsets, stars, planets, galaxies—and the universe, for that matter.
For any writer will tell you that the most dangerous thing to do is try to place truth in stone when your own mortality limits the comprehension of truth.
I fully understand that all those who ever wrote a “holy book” believed, in the moment, that their hand was overtaken by a divine spirit which urged them to convey the ideas.
But time marches on. What we believed to be true yesterday is not quite the same today.
And the search for “universal truth” really does not take us through volumes and volumes of thoughts and reflections, but rather, to the doorstep of a single emotion: love.
Maybe this is why a fisherman and cowriter once scrawled, “God is love.”