This is what I would say to Jesus if he asked me who he is. I'm not very religious, but I used to go to a lot of church as a kid.
You are very confusing to me. I and many billions of people in their lifetimes have thought long and hard on who you are. I have prayed to you, sang to you, looked at you, and imagined you, and you have never once given me a response, or something to think about, that would be considered “clear” in any of the very many cultures of Earth. This being an earth that is inhabited by those that were made in your/your father’s image. To a person who thinks critically, it would seem that though you are the “Lord of Love”, you “love” extremely selectively. You are a man who; if half the stories about you are true, are still the most remarkable person to ever live. I say that I love you, and yet I have never seen you, touched you, or heard your voice. I have come to the conclusion that most of my fellow Christians who say that they “believe in you” only do so out of fear of uncertainty of death. The only stories I know of you, didn’t come from you. And yet, as I tell you all of my reasons why I shouldn’t believe in you, I can see you watching me struggle over the concept of you. I am so damn confused still.
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