A beautiful old lady
Stopped me on the street today
She asked me if I believed in God?
I replied...
Signora, I cannot pretend to believe in anyone
I could never possibly meet.
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Teddy.15 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: But I am incredibly glad to know her.
- Category: Reflection
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A lovely short and even I do not believe in all I see. But I still love magic. Very nice my friend.
Thank you my dearest sorrenbarret 🌹
You are most welcome my friend
This is sad but beautifully written.
May I ask why it's sad? We are all entitled to believe in what we believe right? Thank you for coming by. 🌹
Dearest Teddy, even as a person of faith, I’ve had moments like this…where faith and encounter meet in a single question. I guess I don’t look your average Christian…quite intentionally! 😈 So I get these types of encounters all the time! You’ve distilled it perfectly into a brief exchange. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Powerful work!
Thank you my dear Tristan, exactly, I believe we should all believe in what we believe. no judgement just peace and acceptance of eachother. Thank you dear friend. 🌹
Amen to that! I couldn't agree more. You are most welcome, Teddy. 🌹
Fine words Teddy.
I believe organised religion is a farce but I still believe in God. Many years ago I was on Iona with a group from the church and we were in one chapel and I am sure I was touched by god, my god.
May your god go with you.
Andy
It could have just been the priest LoL 🤣 thank you dearest Andy, we all have extraordinary moments ❤️
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