Miracles: A Way of Life?

I'm about to get religious on your heretic butts. :) Now, I don't like to talk about religion when no one has asked about it and even sometimes when they have. I dig God, we get along really well, but religion can be such a touchy topic. But here goes, it's on my mind and I wanna talk about it. (And whose blog is it anyway? "All for the readers", my butt.)

Today in church, the pastor was talking about the story of Jesus walking on water. There are three interpretations according to him: a) he really did walk on water, making it a miracle; b) there was really a sandbar or something, making it just plain old lies; or c) it's a figurative story about Jesus overcoming the struggles of and within the church. This pastor voted c. It got me thinking though... his whole logic on why it didn't really happen is because it would separate us from Jesus, make it harder for us to be like him. But then, I thought (and this can be about life in general) maybe we are supposed to be performing miracles. In the religious sense, the disciples did it, not just Jesus, so we should in theory be able to as well. In some cases, I do think people perform and experience miracles today. In the non-religious sense, it brings me back to my fascination with quantum mechanics in everyday life. Do we create and/or limit our abilities based on our expectations? Of course we know that we are to some degree, but what are the actual extremes of our capabilities?

If I have to choose between the options that pastor gave, I choose a. It means that God not only thinks I can do miracles, but that he wants me to pursue them. In life, I hope that I can expect things that ought to be impossible. On a deeper still note, what if we do create our existence? What if the world could be anything, and we as a group picked this? ...And continue to pick it. I just don't even know what to do with that. Here ends the sermon for today. ;)