God says you are never alone. That his love fills us full until we fall to our knees in exhausting breath of happiness.
He speaks of us as brothers and sisters but I see our relation as sinners who praise but never repent.
Vengeful spirits who take so much from the hand that fills us up and spits it back to those who disagree.
We are not related by blood because it would be poisonous and unclean that the tongue itself can never be cleansed.
May our sons and daughters play with each other to inhabit the fruit of destruction as the disease within us can only spread and fairly repeat .
Such injustice creatures we are as we grieve with no remorse and love with no feeling . How mysterious we are to nature.
How unfamiliar we will become.
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…....And yet I believe (and have faith) still. Hopefully we praise because we have repented, and been forgiven, at least to some extent.
Yet I know some churches squabble between each other; even among themselves, while they may 'smile sweetly' at one another. We are like naughty children at times, I suppose, but not all the time.
I still believe in god and have faith that he will save me and welcome me into his kingdom but there is a lot of hypocrisy I’ve seen around me growing up catholic that I’ve always had my own opinions and moments of doubt
Yep, sinners who praise but never repent. i.e. going thru the motions of adhering to a faith but only on the 'outside'. Shouting out the name of the lord, writing a 'religious' poem every day, as if that were the most important aspect of their faith.
Bleating 'persistence' in the belief such surface adherence will convince somebody they're devout.
All seems so false. Why can't they just shut up and get on with it.
I can understand your point of view .
we are all born in faith
that's the reason we are here.
Brilliantly expressed, I feel you are going to find everything you need. Just keeping on being the who that you perfectly are, we will change this world properly with only words as our weapon.
Plus if you now have no faith that ment you once had it, what's been lost can be found.
I think that may of been for me to hear 😉
Thank you for your feedback , it’s been an interesting journey with religion but I’ve always appreciated the beauty within it . Thank you again 😊
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