Monthly Archives: January 2007

I just finished reading Eragon and Eldest, the first two books in the Inheritence trilogy. Both are fantastic. Christopher Paolini needs to hurry up and finish the last installment!

There’s one part in particular that I found interesting, and I immediately wanted to blog about it when I read it. And don’t worry, this excerpt won’t give away anything about the storyline or spoil anything. Eragon is in the middle of his training with the elves. He has just asked his teacher, Oromis, what religion the elves believe. Oromis tells him that they worship nothing; they do not worship at all.

     “Where do you think the world came from, then, if it wasn’t created by the gods?”
     “Which gods, Eragon?”
     “Your gods, the dwarf gods, our gods…someone must have created it.”
     Oromis raised an eyebrow: “I would not necessarily agree with you. But be as that may, I cannot prove that gods do not exist. Nor can I prove that the world and everything in it was not created by an entity or entities in the distant past. But I can tell you that in the millennia we elves have studied nature, we have never witnessed an instance where the rules that govern the world have been broken. That is, we have never seen a miracle. Many events have defied our ability to explain, but we are convinced that we failed because we are woefully ignorant about the universe and not because a deity altered the workings of nature.”
     “A god wouldn’t have to alter nature to accomplish his will,” asserted Eragon. “He could do it withing the system that already exists…He could use magic to affect events.”
     Oromis smiled. “Very true. But ask yourself this, Eragon: If gods exist, have they been good custodians of Alagaesia? Death, sickness, poverty, tyranny, and countless other miseries stalk the land. If this is the handiwork of divine beings, then they are to be rebelled against and overthrown, not given obeisance, obedience, and reverence.”
     “The dwarves believe–”
     “Exactly! The dwarves believe. When it comes to certain matters, they rely upon faith rather than reason. They have even been known to ignore proven facts that contradict their dogma.”
     “Like what?” demanded Eragon.
     “Dwarf priests use coral as proof that stone is alive and can grow, which also corroborates their story that Helzvog formed the race of dwarves out of granite. But we elves discovered that coral is actually an exoskeleton secreted by miniscule animals that live inside the coral. Any magician can sense the animals if he opens his mind. We explained this to the dwarves, but they refused to listen, saying that the life we felt resides in every kind of stone, although their priests are the only ones who are supposed to be able to detect the life in landlocked stones.”
     For a long time, Eragon stared out the window, turning Oromis’s words over in his mind. “You don’t believe in an afterlife, then.”
     “From what Glaedr said, you already knew that.”
     “And you don’t put any stock in gods.”
     “We give credence only to that which we can prove exists. Since we cannot find evidence that gods, miracles, and other supernatural things are real, we do not trouble ourselves about them. If that were to change, if Helzvog were to reveal himself to us, then we would accept the new information and revise our position.”
     “It seems a cold world without something…more.”
     “On the contrary,” said Oromis, “it is a better world. A place where we are responsible for our own actions, where we can be kind to one another because we want to and because it is the right thing to do instead of being frightened into behaving by the threat of divine punishment. I won’t tell you what to believe, Eragon. It is far better to be taught to think critically and then be allowed to make your own decisions than to have someone else’s notions thrust upon you. You asked after our religion, and I have answered you true. Make of it what you will.”

     Their discussion–coupled with his previous worries–left Eragon so disturbed that he had difficulty concentrating on his studies in the following days, even when Oromis began to show him how to sing to plants, which Eragon had been eager to learn.
     Eragon recognized that his own experiences had already led him to adopt a more skeptical attitude; in principle, he agreed with much of what Oromis had said. The problem he struggled with, though, was that if the elves were right, it meant that nearly all the humans and dwarves were deluded, something Eragon found difficult to accept. That many people can’t be mistaken, he insisted to himself.
    When he asked Saphira about it, she said, It matters little to me, Eragon. Dragons have never believed in higher powers. Why should we when deer and other prey consider us to be a higher power? He laughed at that. Only do not ignore reality in order to comfort yourself, for once you do, you make it easy for others to deceive you.

I find myself thinking very much like Eragon here. I do see logic and reason in the position that doesn’t believe in God. But, as he noted, billions of people are deluded if there is no God (and at this point, I mean any god at all…Hindu gods, Muslim gods, Mayan gods, the Christian God, etc). I don’t accept that. Without the existence of God, hopelessness exists. We do live in a world of death, sickness, poverty, tyranny, and countless other miseries. With no God, there’s no hope of ever having anything better. It’s only this. So when faced with a choice, I put my faith, my trust, and my hope in God.