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Where Was God
Contributed by
conorshawn
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Monday, 3rd December 2007 @ 10:02:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
spiritual
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Where Was God
Where was god when the
Pain wouldn’t go away.
When it’s all we could
Do to come out and play.
Where is god when they
Treat us wrong.
Makes us feel like we
Will never belong.
Where was god when our
Hearts were shattered.
And it was all we could
Do to keep from being battered.
We are the pure
When life don’t have the cure.
I ask you this my friend
Where was god when
When you make us feel so odd.
Where was god?
Patrick
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conorshawn
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2007-12-03 10:02:01]
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Re: Where Was God
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by emystar on
Monday, 3rd December 2007 @ 12:02:21 PM AEST
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Wow this is a very powerfull write.
My heart asked God why?
He assurd me that when an uncle stript my innonsenc was stollen from me?
God assured me that at the very second in life my soul was seccured in him.
Some where along the way I found inner peace of those that did so much to my life and forgiveness when He assured me that no matter about the hellish paths my life took when after all the facts.
God's forgivennes showed me how to forgive as he forgives. The hardest part of it all was to forgive myself.
What I'm trying to say is we all have our crosses to bear in life like Jesus on the cross.
Still with God in our hearts we are conqueres thru Jesus luv sustains us.
this is very powerfull reading and writing.
God bless you and yours.
luv, huggs, faith, hope, joy, peace, understang, happy holidays,
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Re: Where Was God
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by enigma on
Monday, 3rd December 2007 @ 12:08:58 PM AEST
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conorshawn,
I hear ya'. I spent a good part of my life ***** out of my head . At some point, it dawned on me, as much as we want someone else to do our relating for us; you know, prophets and priests, church and religion, the Bible. These things are fraught with the flawed perspective of mere humans. What western religions pass off as God is simply a mirrored image of Middle Eastern Culture, and Middle Eastern culture is as dysfunctional as dysfunction gets. What they try to pass off as a deity is a dysfunctional male egomaniac. The Creator, and I do believe in this entity; The Creator has received such bad press and horrible copy it is almost impossible to entertain It's reality with this world's deafening cocophony roaring in our ears.
For me, it came to a head during the Lebanese Civil War. The crazy idiots were bombing civilians. On a new report I saw the results of a bombing. The whole front of an apartment complex had been bombed out. Two men were running through the rubble carrying a stretcher. On the stretcher was a seven or eight year old child, bouncing up and down like a rag doll; an innocent, defenseless, sweet little child! I had been struggling with the Middle East God concept for some and seeing that child pushed me over the edge. I had had it! I was as angry as I have ever been and there were tears just flooding my cheeks. I roared out of the house and started charging up the road at a blistering pace; calling this Judeo-Christian God every name in the book. I had walked well over a mile before I had burned out my fury. My chest just hurt; throbbed, convulsed. Things queted down. I had stopped my inner screaming. I was limp; exhausted inside. My heart and soul were at their wit's end.
No words were spoken. There was no burning bush or talking donkey or handwriting on the wall. Just a thought inside my head. Via It's Spirit, this Entity, The Creator is within each and every one of Its creations, and being within each and every one of us, The Creator experiences each and every one of our experiences; every joy and every sorrow; every giggle and every agonizing scream; everything. To my way of thinking, the only way a Sovereign Deity could possibly get away with incorporating such unimaginable suffering into the existence of Its creations and still be defined by the concepts of Good and Love is if It experienced everything Its creations experienced. I now believe this to be true.
"God" is Good. "God" is Love. If the entity presented as "God" is not unequivocally good and is not undiminishingly Loving, no questions and no confusion, that entity is not God. I no longer use those three letters when referring to this entity. The Creator works for me. Sometimes I use, MotherFather. But, religions have made it impossible to use these three letters as a handle on that which is uncompromisingly Good and Unconditionally Loving.
Wow! Your poem brought back some real memories. I've dumped the church. No middlemen for me anymore. I go straight to the my Creator's arms.
When I finally realized The Creator was getting the full shot; all the pain and ecstasy, I began to ask serious questions concerning the purpose of pain. There is a perfect and Loving purpose for pain.
Got to go.
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Re: Where Was God
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by Leslie on
Monday, 3rd December 2007 @ 12:43:13 PM AEST
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| Where was God? I don't know. At times it seems he does not exist yet not believing seems worse. Your poem was extremely thought provoking. |
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