Is it real?
Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 1:34 am
Is God real, or is he simply another abstract of the human mind.
Heaven...
Hell...
It seems so unrealistic to me, "be good or else!"
Yet my comprehension does not go beyond my reasoning. My faith does not go unquestioned.
All I have ever known is my king, never the opertunity, nor the decision, to choose otherwise. I have know proof, yet I need to believe in such a thing. Rarely does he speak to me, even then I question if it is truly him.
I pray day after day, pondering questioning in my heart and mind my bitter dilema. Bitter scorn is the taste apon my lips, for I see nothing, hear nothing, feel nothing.
How can such love be real, when all that holds me is myself. No comfort from man can cheer, no love from a women can hold. If I can not find my solice in such a God, then I will have nothing of it at all.
Often I pray for dreams, yet none come my way. My desperate heart cries to know the truth, but my bitter sorrow weeping heart can find no answeres.
The Lord is my everything, at times he has held me, but lately, he seems so distant, it is hard to remember his touch. How wicked are these men who steal us from him with their words of wisdom and inteligence. Proof of other things to catch my eye.
But the world holds nothing for me anymore. Nothing seems to matter more than God, for in his absence, I would just as soon die.
Often I have prayed for my own end, just to know for sure. I would leave this world without a moments worning if he would take me. No love, no possesion, no desire would ever hold me from him.
But countless times my life is saved from my own undoing. I can not die... luck, or devinity?
And every time might heart breaks, it is mended.
Everytime my heart turns sour, it is softened.
I cry my God, for something, anything!
The pain this world has to offer is so easily taken by the poor and week. Yet they enjoy their times and friends and families, while I seperate myself from reality, longing to see his glory.
But I can not turn away. No science, nor anything can substitute the passion of the holy spirit which burns so deep.
And even if he kills me and abandones me, I will still worship his name.
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I won't be posting anymore. My questions and answeres frusterate me and bring doubt to my spirit.
God has implored me to seek him and to stop crushing myself.
"Don't do it" he says, " you are only going to heart your faith"
"but I want " I say" I want to test my faith".
and hear I am, confused once again.
"Do not worrie my son, for I will confound the wisdom of the wise, and all shall know the weekness of man. For it is I who created the world and I who decided how things shall be done. My passion for you is not for my works to be understood, but for my work in you to be understood. THose who will not believe will never believe from my works, but from my love for them." He says to me.
Best of luck friends in your understandings, I hope you all have success in your knowledge and your apologetics in regards to saving the lost.
Even if we have all been wrong all along.
GOd bless.
Heaven...
Hell...
It seems so unrealistic to me, "be good or else!"
Yet my comprehension does not go beyond my reasoning. My faith does not go unquestioned.
All I have ever known is my king, never the opertunity, nor the decision, to choose otherwise. I have know proof, yet I need to believe in such a thing. Rarely does he speak to me, even then I question if it is truly him.
I pray day after day, pondering questioning in my heart and mind my bitter dilema. Bitter scorn is the taste apon my lips, for I see nothing, hear nothing, feel nothing.
How can such love be real, when all that holds me is myself. No comfort from man can cheer, no love from a women can hold. If I can not find my solice in such a God, then I will have nothing of it at all.
Often I pray for dreams, yet none come my way. My desperate heart cries to know the truth, but my bitter sorrow weeping heart can find no answeres.
The Lord is my everything, at times he has held me, but lately, he seems so distant, it is hard to remember his touch. How wicked are these men who steal us from him with their words of wisdom and inteligence. Proof of other things to catch my eye.
But the world holds nothing for me anymore. Nothing seems to matter more than God, for in his absence, I would just as soon die.
Often I have prayed for my own end, just to know for sure. I would leave this world without a moments worning if he would take me. No love, no possesion, no desire would ever hold me from him.
But countless times my life is saved from my own undoing. I can not die... luck, or devinity?
And every time might heart breaks, it is mended.
Everytime my heart turns sour, it is softened.
I cry my God, for something, anything!
The pain this world has to offer is so easily taken by the poor and week. Yet they enjoy their times and friends and families, while I seperate myself from reality, longing to see his glory.
But I can not turn away. No science, nor anything can substitute the passion of the holy spirit which burns so deep.
And even if he kills me and abandones me, I will still worship his name.
___________________________________
I won't be posting anymore. My questions and answeres frusterate me and bring doubt to my spirit.
God has implored me to seek him and to stop crushing myself.
"Don't do it" he says, " you are only going to heart your faith"
"but I want " I say" I want to test my faith".
and hear I am, confused once again.
"Do not worrie my son, for I will confound the wisdom of the wise, and all shall know the weekness of man. For it is I who created the world and I who decided how things shall be done. My passion for you is not for my works to be understood, but for my work in you to be understood. THose who will not believe will never believe from my works, but from my love for them." He says to me.
Best of luck friends in your understandings, I hope you all have success in your knowledge and your apologetics in regards to saving the lost.
Even if we have all been wrong all along.
GOd bless.