Meditations on a shopping bag

Macy's holiday bag is red all over, with a motto written elegantly in white cursive: "A millions reasons to believe."

This caused me to meditate on some things.

Believe what? And why in a million of them?

Belief is the human ability to place confidence in something that, for whatever reason -- and many of them good reasons -- is not immediately obvious, but nevertheless true. We can't live without the ability to believe.

At least Macy's knows this.

Even the most die-hard skeptic functions on such unmeasurable assumptions like spring will come again, or that his dog loves him, or that the supermarket down the street will have food on its shelves.

The real question about belief is how it all holds together. What does believing that my pet loves me, that spring will come in a few months, and that Albertson's won't run out of food have to do with each other?

Is each belief a separate belief -- a million different reasons to believe?

Or is the possibility of believing anything at all based upon an assumption of an overall orderliness, an orderliness that is the common denominator -- as it were -- that rhymes with the very human capacity to believe?

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Hebrews 1.3 The Son is the radiance of God's glory and the exact representation of his being, sustaining all things by his powerful word. After he had provided purification for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty in heaven.