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Rick Archer's Note:
Magic Carpet Ride
uses the events which led to the creation of my dance
studio to explain how I came to
believe I was given Divine help in the
process. To do so, first I tell the
story, then explain what led me to believe
the Hidden Hand of God was involved.
To accomplish my goal, an explanation of my
List of Suspected Supernatural Events
is necessary.
It is unimportant to me whether someone
believes in God or not. It
is not my intention to convert someone to my
religious views. That
said, given there is so
much doubt
concerning the existence of God, I think
many people would welcome some good news in
this regard.
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Let's use Maria
Ballantyne's Intervention as an example. This
was the event that changed the direction of my life
for the better. I was so awestruck by the
magical nature of her unexplained appearance that I
began to change my outlook on life. However,
the change did not take place overnight. It
actually took two years plus five other so-called 'Supernatural
Events' for the message to sink in. The
key moment in this process took place the day I
created a List to keep better track of every event
that seemed out of ordinary.
Before we
begin, please note I do not expect the Reader to
agree with every conclusion I make. Although I
consider many events to be compelling, I readily
admit others leave room for doubt. For this
reason, I have separated the List into two
categories,
'Serious' and 'Suspicious'. Maria Ballantyne was 'Serious'.
My
lucky escape from a near-death car accident was
'Suspicious'. Why just 'Suspicious'?
Lots of people survive car accidents, so how could I be
sure a Hidden Hand had protected me? It was a
possibility, but not a certainty.
I do not want to tell you what to think or believe.
I want you to treat each story as a mystery and come
up with your own opinion. If you end up
agreeing with me, fine, but please keep your
skepticism intact. The important thing is that
you decide for yourself.
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RICK ARCHER'S LIST OF
SUSPECTED SUPERNATURAL EVENTS
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ST. JOHN'S |
025 |
Ultra Serious |
Unlucky Break
Coincidence |
1968 |
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Rick has a narrow two minute window to spot Emily and Eric get
out of a taxi at the Baltimore train station |
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024 |
Ultra Serious |
Coincidence
Heartfelt Wish |
1968 |
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The Cinderella appearance of Princess Cheryl as Rick's date for
the Senior Prom |
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023 |
Suspicious |
Unlucky Break
Lucky Break |
1968 |
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Despite a near-brush with death, Rick walks away unscathed after
a close call car accident |
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022 |
Suspicious |
Lucky Break
Heartfelt Wish |
1968 |
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Out of the blue, philanthropist Ralph
O'Connor hands Rick a full scholarship to Johns Hopkins University
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021 |
Ultra Serious |
Coincidence
Lucky Break
Heartfelt Wish |
1968 |
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Mrs. Ballantyne fails to notice Rick at SJS for 9 years only to
magically appear during the most serious crisis of his life. The
ensuing parking lot conversation gives Rick the hope necessary to carry
on. |
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020 |
Ultra Serious |
Coincidence
Unlucky Break
Cosmic Blindness |
1968 |
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Caught cheating on German test
due to a very improbable coincidence
(two
minute window of opportunity), the
unacceptable loss of Rick's common sense led to the development of his
Cosmic Blindness theory |
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Why is
the existence of God so important to me? The
obvious reason is that I would greatly prefer to have an
after-life. In addition, given the presence of
so much Evil, I would like to know if there is
Justice in the Universe. Like many people, I
wish to understand why Hitler was
allowed to cause so much suffering and why little
children innocent of any wrong-doing are allowed to
die young.
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I think the
world would be a better place if more people were
convinced that Divine Justice exists. As
things stand, corruption is rife in every corner of
the planet. Why is that? I have noticed
how
difficult it is to get a man to understand something
when his income depends on not understanding it.
We all know that money talks. What
incentive is there for politicians to do the right
thing when there is a good chance such actions will
cause them to lose their next election? For
example, for years now scientists have warned us
about global warming. Increasing summer heat
suggests the warning is real. And yet many politicians, especially
ones beholden to certain business interests,
continue to vote in ways harmful to the environment.
A similar argument can be made on gun control.
The average citizen should not have access to
assault rifles.
If someone believes there is no justice in this dog
eat dog world, they are more likely to serve their
own interest and ignore their fellow man.
On the other hand, if a person
becomes convinced there really is such as thing as
Divine Justice, then maybe the rampant selfishness that
exists would give way to increased virtue. Any hope
for Justice rests firmly on the shoulders of God.
God is said to be a law giver. Ten
Commandments, Do unto others, and so on. This leads us to
the Big Question. Does God exist or were these
laws based on the imagination of certain men?
My 'Search
for God' moment took place in my Senior year of high
school. Due to childhood
difficulties, I grew up selfish and self-centered.
Having lost all
hope of going to college next year, I was intensely
bitter towards the cold, cruel world I lived in.
It was incredibly difficult to accept that everyone
but me was headed to college. Where
was the Justice in that? I had studied like
crazy to make good grades and I had worked an
after-school job for three years in a futile effort
to pay for college myself. Isn't God
supposed to help those who help themselves?
To my
surprise, my cynical view of the world was
challenged by Maria Ballantyne's unexpected
intervention. My cynical view was further
challenged two weeks later when a much-needed college scholarship
dropped out of the sky like manna from heaven.
What was I to make of this? I was staring at two
events that had the feel of Mystical Experience. Hmm. Maybe there is Justice
in the Universe after all. Struck by the strong
possibility that God Himself had led Mrs. Ballantyne
to my aid, I began to wish I could do the same
thing for other people as well. This was the
birth of a previously undiscovered side of my personality, the desire
to do good for the Universe.
Only one
problem. Before I began to nurture my noble
side, first I would need more proof of God's
existence. To heck with the Bible. Why
should I trust the word of men from two thousand
years ago about all those miracles? When was
the last time I saw a burning bush or someone walk
on water? Why should I take the word of some
preacher that I will receive my just punishment in
Hell or expected reward in Heaven? Talk is
cheap. Prove it.
Unfortunately, I did not expect God to make any public
appearances anytime soon. What a shame. It would
help greatly if God would visit a talk show and let
everyone know their lives would improve dramatically
if they would learn to do the right thing instead of
the selfish thing. Although God clearly
preferred to avoid public appearances, it seemed to me
God was willing to reveal Himself on an individual basis.
I could be wrong, but it felt like God had
tipped His hand by sending Mrs. Ballantyne to help
me. For the first time, I had a reason to
wonder if God really did exist. I very much
wanted to do unto others in a positive way, but it
would definitely help if I could verify God's
existence first. So I asked the Universe for a
way to reassure me.
Two years after meeting Maria Ballantyne, I found the answer
I was looking for. No, not in any mystical revelation
or startling miracle,
but rather in statistical probability. My search for
convincing evidence was derived from my List of Suspected Supernatural
Events.
1968 was a very strange year. If
an unusual event can remain isolated, it has a good chance
of fading from memory. However, in the case of my
parking lot conversation with Mrs. Ballantyne, it was
sandwiched between five other mysterious incidents.
The most incredible was the Train Station event.
Citing a last-minute term paper, my girlfriend Emily had
called in the middle of the week to cancel our weekend date.
On Saturday morning there was a knock on my door. Jake
needed an emergency
lift to the Baltimore train station. Jake had decided at
the last second to go home to New York for the weekend.
There was barely enough time to catch the next train.
Since I was one of the few boys in the dorm with a car, Jake
asked if I would help. Thanks to Emily's cancellation,
I had nothing better to do, so I said let's go. Just
as we arrived at the Baltimore train station, I was
dumbfounded to see Emily and a young man named Eric get out
of a taxi only four cars ahead. Stunned by the bizarre
Unreality of the situation, I blinked once, then I blinked a
second time. Unfortunately, my eyes did not deceive
me. From a
distance of 30 feet, I stared in stupefied horror at the discovery
of Emily's blatant lie. Given that
I had at most a two-minute window to catch sight of them, this was
the Coincidence of all Coincidences.
My heart had
stopped beating the moment I saw how happy Emily was to be with
Eric. Ultimately, however, the most important consequence was
my decision to investigate my growing suspicion that there was more
to this world than met the eye. The cumulative effect of six
major coincidences in the space of seven months was just too great
to ignore.
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Although I admit to a superstitious nature,
I also possess a skeptical, suspicious side.
I am careful
not to jump to conclusions. When confronted with an
event I consider out of the ordinary, I exhaust all other possibilities before I make my
decision. I did not know if the Parking Lot meeting
or the Train Station event could be considered a Miracle,
but the probability (or should I say 'improbability') of these two events being a random quirk
was very unlikely. More likely they
were both examples of the Hidden Hand of God
at work. However, I
still had an element of doubt. How
could I be sure an
unseen hand had created my heartbreak moment in the train
station?
How
could I be sure an
unseen hand had led Mrs. Ballantyne to my side at such a
critical time?
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I got my answer in
a very unusual way. In 1970, a friend recommended I read
a book written by Swiss psychotherapist Carl Jung.
Memories, Dreams, and Reflections was an autobiography of
sorts. Jung was
a Western scholar who gave public credibility to mystic ideas. Jung's mother was said to have
spoken with the dead. Her embrace of the supernatural had influenced
Jung and formed the basis of his controversial ideas. Carl
Jung suggested paranormal events such as precognitive dreams,
premonitions, ghosts, ESP, and coincidences might turn out to be
natural events for which science has not yet advanced far enough to
comprehend. In particular, I noticed Jung's emphasis on
Coincidence.
"The problem of
Synchronicity has puzzled me for a long time, ever since my
middle twenties when I was investigating the phenomena of the
collective unconscious. I kept on coming across
connections which I simply could not explain as chance groupings. What I found were 'coincidences'
which were connected so meaningfully that their chance
concurrence would represent a degree of improbability that would
have to be expressed by an astronomical figure.
According to Carl Jung,
there are two kinds of Coincidence. Most coincidences are
unimportant and easily ignored. However, some are 'Meaningful'. I could be wrong, but I think
'Synchronicity' was Jung's term to describe a 'Meaningful
Coincidence'. A 'Synchronicity' suggested the presence
of a Divine intelligence working a hidden magic to coordinate an
event. Hmm. When it came to
Coincidence, Mrs. Ballantyne was never far from my thoughts.
Over the past two years
I had never been able to shake my mind-altering belief that an invisible
being had led her to
my side that day.
Jung believed if we knew
the truth about how perfectly the Universe was constructed, we would
realize no one but God could possibly organize the phenomena of our
world in such a profound way. Nothing is happenstance in
Jung’s world. Not all accidents are 'Accidents'. Jung claimed that
certain coincidences are very important, but most people do not realize
their significance. If people would keep better
track of these mysterious events, they would begin see their world in a
much different way.
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Jung said if you look close enough, there are connections and
eccentricities in life that are difficult to explain.
Unfortunately, since Synchronicity is a relatively rare
phenomenon, by the time the next Synchronicity comes along, the
individual has already forgotten about the previous one. In
other words, the isolated nature of these rare events keeps most people from putting two
and two together. Jung went on to say if we paid better attention
to
these
seemingly random coincidences, we would witness a facet of a far
greater reality.
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At this
point, Carl Jung made a suggestion. Since memory is a fleeting
thing, keep a List.
If we could gather all these
seemingly random coincidences together, we might just see a pattern
emerge to reveal the presence of a hidden divinity.
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I was 20 years old at the time. Young enough to
have my memory fully intact, I recalled several previous incidents that had
struck me as uncommon. Why not take Jung's advice? I
sat down and compiled a List of all the curious things that had happened
so far. I came up with a total of 20 including the 6 from 1968. However, I noticed the various events were not
equal in probability. Given that a certain
amount of doubt existed, I added the word 'Suspected'
to my List of Supernatural Events.
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As I studied the List, I realized there was no such
thing as Absolute Certainty.
Given that God is invisible, it was unlikely I would ever
receive
direct evidence.
On the other hand, the Parking Lot Event and the Train
Station Event were 'smoking
guns', the strongest kind of circumstantial
evidence.
Unfortunately, even the strongest
Circumstantial Evidence still contains an element of
Doubt. For example, most testing
laboratories insist on a 99.9% DNA probability of
paternity. This pattern on average fits one in every
1,000 men. Was I willing to accept a 99.9%
probability that God exists? Perhaps others would
feel differently, but 99.9% was acceptable to me.
I assigned a 1 in 2 probability to each event on my
List, a very conservative estimate.
Let me explain. I had worked at the grocery store
4 times a week for two years. Multiplying 4 times
a week times 50 weeks in a year times 2 years, so far Mrs.
Ballantyne had walked into my store one time in 400
possibilities. However, using 1 in 2, I was
assuming Mrs. Ballantyne walked in my store every other
day.
What number did I have to beat? One in a thousand is
0.001. Using a 1 in 2 ratio, I came with 0.0009765625
after ten tries. Using all 20 events on my List, I could have
lowered the likelihood even further. If used a more
unlikely probability such as 1 in 10,
the percentage
would rapidly approach zero.
As Carl
Jung had suggested,
"The
chance concurrence would represent a degree of
improbability that would have to be expressed by
an astronomical figure."
This was the birth of my
'List of Suspected
Supernatural Events'.
Over the years, my List
would grow by leaps and bounds. The total stood
around 60 at the conclusion of the Hidden Hand of
God. The total will approach 100 at
the end of the Magic Carpet Ride.
If there is one message that runs throughout
this book, there is no such thing as
Absolute Proof. However, there comes a time
when the Unbelievable starts to make more
sense than any other explanation.
I admit several
of my events might have had a Realistic
explanation. One event. Two events. Three.
Or four. Fortunately, I possessed a massive margin for
error. All it would take to reach 99.9% was 10 events
and I had 100. In my opinion, Mrs. Ballantyne all by
herself was one in a million. Same for Train Station
Emily. How much more proof did I require?
Rather than listen to some scientist systematically debunk
every single one of my 100 events, Divine Intervention
struck me as the best explanation.
I do not expect anyone
to take my word for the veracity of these
events. I am a stranger to you and my
credibility has not been established.
So by all means please hang on to your skepticism. That said,
at least my Readers know how I personally came to
believe in God.
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