ME- We are cruel and stupid
We are ugly and strange
We are not demi-angels
Full of 100% love, beauty, and servitude
We are not even mindless devils
Hell bent on chaos, madness, and death
We are between Heaven and Hell
We have free will that rules us
We can shape our own destiny
We can decide to be angelic or demonic
awake and alive or just catonic
We are the stepchildren of God
Sometimes I think we are His
most sarcastic joke,
We are the biggest crack in His
broken model of Earth
Our silly wars, silly ambitions, silly lives
provide him with the endless soap operas
He enjoys
We are made out of clay
sometimes I wonder why He didn't use
a little more glue to bind us
tape up the leaks in our brains
patch the holes in our logic
make this ant farm a bit less rocky
why does He drown us?
why does He burn us?
why does He dismember the
puny action figures that we all are
a strong will in a weak mind
a passionate heart in an ugly body
a dirty mind behind a cute face
all mismatched parts
for the amusement of God
we are Your creation
We are made in Your image,
whatever that means
Yet we must trust in You
our mad scientist, inventor
our childlike owner
Must love you in the hopes
that in so doing we win a place
next to Your heavenly crib
and watch the madness from on high
and be blissfully uncaring too
GOD- "Strange how one clay model can complain:
She loves the madness,
loves the pain and pleasure
loves choosing her way through my masterpiece
loves all the scenery I painted
the frentic bush strokes,
the small polite daubs, and huge careless splashes
In my mosaic called LIFE
She knows that the highs and lows
must exist for the sake of balance
And if it all stopped for a moment
if the story was over,
and the all actors came home,
who would play out the tale?
angels can't,
they will ever be perfect and boring
demons can't,
they will never find reason or order
My poor humans, I need you
I need you to be my fine actors
I want you to Love Me because I
GAVE you the stage
here is the biggest gift
the one big break
you are part of the story I wrote
and you are as precious as any angel
you can be as vicious as any demon
and unlike those monotonous beings
You are never the same twice
You are not a blank page of black or white
you are all rainbows in my eyes
You have the honor of being my truest delight
Only you can grasp the concept of CHANGE
Only you can appreciate My love
Author notes
Option 3
This is another new thing for me, i've never written about God before like this. This is a conversation i wish i could have with Him, both to vent and to be reassured. If i offend anyone with this, i'm not apologising. I just hope that God's lightning won't incinerate me before i finish this!
Warning: It's a long one!
Written April 13th, 2003
A contest entry
- Bible Bashing. Oh Come all ye Faithful. by ----michael----.
400 points, ended April 15, 2005, 25 entries
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I really think you are on to something here. Not many people "our" age ever think of things so deeply... at least I haven't read anyone who has like you! I really admire you for that... I admire you for the courage of posting this! Whenever I posted a poem about "religion" there were people commenting on the subject instead of how I wrote the poem... so I intend not to be like that however I wish you could have this conversation with him too!
Then let me know what he says! Beautiful work... beautiful thoughts *sonya*
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I loved it, I want to show it to my youth group that I'm in. thats if you dont mind. this is a Peace that I've been woundering about how to put. you put it in such a way that we will know why we were created. I hope this is how you truely feel. Loved it All the way
~Coonce -
Seems to me you just had your conversation with God as you penned this out for all us to read.
execellent poem you have expressed yourself out well in this piece. God gave his only begotten son because he loves us.
Yvonne
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Really enjoyed this piece. When something holds your attention, it doesn't matter how long it is. It's very cool when a piece can show both sides of the story. I absolutely loved the ME part.
Excellent writing.
Thank you for sharing.
Rodney -
well now, where to start with this? first off, its a well said piece that raises questions im sure we all raise. i know i have every day. as for what i got from reading this, it was a sense of knowing the answer before i asked the questions. i mean, regardless of ones religous slant, we all have a basic sense of whats wrong and whats right. its pretty much up to us to make it all work, and its pretty much our own faults when we make a mucking fess out of our lives. in light of that, we always try and blame somebody else for those mistakes, be it god, budda, mohammed, confuscious etc.... strange how we only seek "divine intervention" when things are turning to crap. the rest of the time we spend patting ourselves on the back for a job well done. my question to ask him (or her) would be "where is the off button?"
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