He gives me strength. I think lately I’ve drifted, but whenever i feel ;like theres nothing left for me, theres god. its funny how i pray and i feel he always comes through for me but i never can stop what im doing and thank him.
God shouldn’t have let your path and mine cross. Seeing you should have made me believe in the existence of an almighty, but you’ve made it impossible for me to believe that anyone or anything could have come to find the perfect portion of every single thing that forms you. Any god wouldn’t have let you become the weakest point in me.
A diety we look to for support but the we don’t fully understand or truly know. Something or someone who controls us mentally and can control our society. A figure that has torn our nation apart and has caused war more than helped. The reason for people hating people even though God is supposed to help by bringing us together. Although we may look up to this figure, sometimes we look to much into it. Sometimes we lose our self while trying to be someone who is perfect for this god.
God is a superior force of nature. ‘He’ is the embodiment of hope and love for christians, but god can be almost anything that people worship and adore over human limits. God is a limitless, supernatural power.
oh, i feel like i have a relationship with god but i prefer, at this point in time, to imagine that god is a being-less entity, a force of / within nature that is many elements working together to and for the common good. i much prefer to think of god in a spiritual sense as opposed to religious, as cliche and cheesy as that sounds. certainly not everything of this world could exist without some higher power. whatever god *is*, i feel like i have a handle on what god *isn’t* in comparison. god *isn’t* judgmental or preachy or cruel without reason or selfish or arrogant.
the heart of all that exists, the source of suffering and happiness, the reason we are, the shame we feel, the love that inspires us, everything, nothing, unspeakable voice, the pulse of life that reverberates within all of us, the earth under us, the sky over us.infinity.
God is the personification of faith;many people believe that God can bring them prosperity, luck, and even repair the past, though to be quite hones I think it’s a big load of crap. Why do we rely on him when we can just do things for ourselves? If we control our own lives, fewer things could wrong. Right?
i hate god because my dad was a pastor and it was always forced on me. i never liekd church but i had to go but as i get older i feel like it made me a nicer person. i still dont like god but all the people i see today that didnt go to church as a kid are dicks and the kids that did are always kinda nice deep down and dont wanna fuck you over.
that is the little man i have circled around and around again is this worth my time to try and figure out why he grabs everyone’s attention when they have troubles and not when they’re ok and why does he come with politics and power and money and why is god about punishment and can’t god be woman be free god please be free
Some called it a cult; she called it her heart. It was what kept her alive and pumping with enough of the sinful liquid to see a waking sun. Through tongues she attempted to speak with a god. Loss of sophistication, civilization, and maturity helped her try to break through the mirror and talk to her creator. She knew that he might be nothing more than the empty space preventing her from accessing all of her brain, but she hoped that maybe she could make him real.
who is god? Would it be God Almighty? Or god the king? God of Heaven or the moon sun and stars? Or maybe “I AM a God” like Kanye West’s lyrics? Man thinks too much of themselves which is why there is so much bad in the world today.
god is the man in the sky who created and ended the world. I love him he is my rock and the breath to my life. when im with him i feel a bliss like no other and a wave of peace that washes over me.
There’s nothing quite like thinking there may be nothing out there. That there’s always a chance that what your family has been subtly pushing into your mind for 16 years has been because of their own doubt, that if you can believe in their God that He may just be real. But when your doubt is discovered, when you start to consider all the things wrong in your little church group, it can shatter not only your families image of ‘God’ but everything they believed in. Including you.
As he swift moved his hand and lifted his finger he created me. He created you, he created us. With light and darkness the stars and moon. He shines through everything, everything he has touched. He wears the crown of his people known as the crown of thorns, King of kings. Glory to him.
If god does not exist what would we do? How would we control each other with fear and superstition? How would we justify killing, maiming, and raping our enemies, taking what is theirs, in his good name? I know what I want to exist, and it is love, tolerance and democracy.
I was never sure whether you existed, so I live as the man in limbo, always in fear for both “just-in-case” scenarios. I pray to you at the same time I alienate you outwardly. Is it out of Pascal’s triangle or an innate religiosity? I don’t know, but I guess I’ll find out…
As the man walked past, Auma turned around to stare at him. His face was
etherworldly. She had never seen someone so beautiful before. As he passed her, all she could think was, “This is what a god looks like.”
Only is real to some but on another level it is everything everywhere all of the time. No name, no face, just is. I once believed in a catholic god and then believed in nothing and now I believe in everything as one, everything connected. That is God to me.
It isn’t fair that they have left us all. In broken puddles. Wantless heaps. They mock us, and when we reach our filthy hands for the bottom of their robes they kick us to the ground. We revered them once. That time is gone. What once was God has been revealed as Devil, and all comes falling into the great deathless fathom.
God Claurice, stop being such a bitch! You don’t own Michael, you can’t order him around like he’s on a leash. Unless he’s into that, uh oh! Watch out, Michael’s a dirty bird, isn’t he?
There is a god somewhere in us. Something good (then that’s where the word god comes from. Or vice versa) in all of us. Something forgiving and great and god. Find it and you’ll get what a god deserves.
God is something that has become all controlling. I think that god (whatever your god may be even if it’s tv) should be a companion. We should not let god control our lives, we should let god guide our lives. We are always talking about not letting people pressure us but we should not let god pressure us as well.
I love God, he is myc reator, my salvation, my Alpha and Omega. I fear him, I fear his wrath, his disappointment, his massiveness. I want to please him but I find it daunting to imagine being able to please him properly.
I believe that the universe has a preexisting creator and personal God. I also believe that this God sent his son Jesus Christ to the earth to redeem the world and reconcile man to himself.
An invisible prayer that is never accessible or helping. An “answer” for those looking for life. The one “in charge”. Our leader that leads from confidentiality. A false hope. A lie. Opinions.
God. Oh god. where to start. I’m honestly not sure where to start. It is funny how one word can conjure so much mixed feeling. I still hold remains of the time when the word god meant someone who judged you from up in the clouds. now god means all. everything. wow. time for some shadow work :)
I am bitter, for everything god means to me. God is disappointment and loneliness, a lack of faith in parents and teachers and people I was told could help. God doesn’t exist.
He gives me strength. I think lately I’ve drifted, but whenever i feel ;like theres nothing left for me, theres god. its funny how i pray and i feel he always comes through for me but i never can stop what im doing and thank him.
God shouldn’t have let your path and mine cross. Seeing you should have made me believe in the existence of an almighty, but you’ve made it impossible for me to believe that anyone or anything could have come to find the perfect portion of every single thing that forms you. Any god wouldn’t have let you become the weakest point in me.
god
of words
god of wine
i pray to thee
to bide my time
i write to feel
and feel too much
words are wind
we’ll never touch
A diety we look to for support but the we don’t fully understand or truly know. Something or someone who controls us mentally and can control our society. A figure that has torn our nation apart and has caused war more than helped. The reason for people hating people even though God is supposed to help by bringing us together. Although we may look up to this figure, sometimes we look to much into it. Sometimes we lose our self while trying to be someone who is perfect for this god.
God is the awesomeness that we daily in everything beautiful. He isn’t IN that everything but He made it so He is reflected in it all.
God is a superior force of nature. ‘He’ is the embodiment of hope and love for christians, but god can be almost anything that people worship and adore over human limits. God is a limitless, supernatural power.
oh, i feel like i have a relationship with god but i prefer, at this point in time, to imagine that god is a being-less entity, a force of / within nature that is many elements working together to and for the common good. i much prefer to think of god in a spiritual sense as opposed to religious, as cliche and cheesy as that sounds. certainly not everything of this world could exist without some higher power. whatever god *is*, i feel like i have a handle on what god *isn’t* in comparison. god *isn’t* judgmental or preachy or cruel without reason or selfish or arrogant.
the heart of all that exists, the source of suffering and happiness, the reason we are, the shame we feel, the love that inspires us, everything, nothing, unspeakable voice, the pulse of life that reverberates within all of us, the earth under us, the sky over us.infinity.
For as long as they could remember, they chased the sun. They followed its rise and fall, forever seeking its warmth, its light, its ephemeral power.
almighty benovelolent amazing loving warm embracing all powerful soothing comfort wishes miraclaculous saving holding born all over a
God is the personification of faith;many people believe that God can bring them prosperity, luck, and even repair the past, though to be quite hones I think it’s a big load of crap. Why do we rely on him when we can just do things for ourselves? If we control our own lives, fewer things could wrong. Right?
God. He made all. He loves me. He forgives me. He is merciful and kind. Why does he love me? I don’t know. Do you? I don’t deserve it.
i hate god because my dad was a pastor and it was always forced on me. i never liekd church but i had to go but as i get older i feel like it made me a nicer person. i still dont like god but all the people i see today that didnt go to church as a kid are dicks and the kids that did are always kinda nice deep down and dont wanna fuck you over.
God is confusing and I do not understand it. Have faith. He died for me and loves me. thank you Lord for loving me.
that is the little man i have circled around and around again is this worth my time to try and figure out why he grabs everyone’s attention when they have troubles and not when they’re ok and why does he come with politics and power and money and why is god about punishment and can’t god be woman be free god please be free
She has always believed in God, ever since she was small. And has always felt his presence near her in all that she does, and everywhere she goes.
I are the all powerful omnipotent, wonderful, wrathful being.
The wishes of a god are put before man.
Not God.
Some called it a cult; she called it her heart. It was what kept her alive and pumping with enough of the sinful liquid to see a waking sun. Through tongues she attempted to speak with a god. Loss of sophistication, civilization, and maturity helped her try to break through the mirror and talk to her creator. She knew that he might be nothing more than the empty space preventing her from accessing all of her brain, but she hoped that maybe she could make him real.
who is god? Would it be God Almighty? Or god the king? God of Heaven or the moon sun and stars? Or maybe “I AM a God” like Kanye West’s lyrics? Man thinks too much of themselves which is why there is so much bad in the world today.
god is the man in the sky who created and ended the world. I love him he is my rock and the breath to my life. when im with him i feel a bliss like no other and a wave of peace that washes over me.
There’s nothing quite like thinking there may be nothing out there. That there’s always a chance that what your family has been subtly pushing into your mind for 16 years has been because of their own doubt, that if you can believe in their God that He may just be real. But when your doubt is discovered, when you start to consider all the things wrong in your little church group, it can shatter not only your families image of ‘God’ but everything they believed in. Including you.
divine person, savior, loving, tender, peace, pray, intense.. He is the almight the creator the only one… he whom he must trust….
As he swift moved his hand and lifted his finger he created me. He created you, he created us. With light and darkness the stars and moon. He shines through everything, everything he has touched. He wears the crown of his people known as the crown of thorns, King of kings. Glory to him.
If god does not exist what would we do? How would we control each other with fear and superstition? How would we justify killing, maiming, and raping our enemies, taking what is theirs, in his good name? I know what I want to exist, and it is love, tolerance and democracy.
I was never sure whether you existed, so I live as the man in limbo, always in fear for both “just-in-case” scenarios. I pray to you at the same time I alienate you outwardly. Is it out of Pascal’s triangle or an innate religiosity? I don’t know, but I guess I’ll find out…
As the man walked past, Auma turned around to stare at him. His face was
etherworldly. She had never seen someone so beautiful before. As he passed her, all she could think was, “This is what a god looks like.”
Only is real to some but on another level it is everything everywhere all of the time. No name, no face, just is. I once believed in a catholic god and then believed in nothing and now I believe in everything as one, everything connected. That is God to me.
His hands were wrinkled.
His eyes, they twinkled.
And with a careless
laugh.
He
let
us
know
his
wrath.
It isn’t fair that they have left us all. In broken puddles. Wantless heaps. They mock us, and when we reach our filthy hands for the bottom of their robes they kick us to the ground. We revered them once. That time is gone. What once was God has been revealed as Devil, and all comes falling into the great deathless fathom.
God Claurice, stop being such a bitch! You don’t own Michael, you can’t order him around like he’s on a leash. Unless he’s into that, uh oh! Watch out, Michael’s a dirty bird, isn’t he?
There is a god somewhere in us. Something good (then that’s where the word god comes from. Or vice versa) in all of us. Something forgiving and great and god. Find it and you’ll get what a god deserves.
God is something that has become all controlling. I think that god (whatever your god may be even if it’s tv) should be a companion. We should not let god control our lives, we should let god guide our lives. We are always talking about not letting people pressure us but we should not let god pressure us as well.
I love God, he is myc reator, my salvation, my Alpha and Omega. I fear him, I fear his wrath, his disappointment, his massiveness. I want to please him but I find it daunting to imagine being able to please him properly.
Who is god? What does god do? Is god simply a metaphor for every unexplainable thing in this world? Probably. That doesn’t matter. Nothing does.
I believe that the universe has a preexisting creator and personal God. I also believe that this God sent his son Jesus Christ to the earth to redeem the world and reconcile man to himself.
An invisible prayer that is never accessible or helping. An “answer” for those looking for life. The one “in charge”. Our leader that leads from confidentiality. A false hope. A lie. Opinions.
God’s away on business.
The buoyant crowds
Starstruck eyes
Promises of devotion
And kind words–
They had become his gods.
But in his need
They would only resound,
Cheap relics,
Reflections
Of his own broken vow.
And in the rising cheers
That only fed his fears
He saw his own web of lies
He opened his eyes,
And out to God he cried.
God. Oh god. where to start. I’m honestly not sure where to start. It is funny how one word can conjure so much mixed feeling. I still hold remains of the time when the word god meant someone who judged you from up in the clouds. now god means all. everything. wow. time for some shadow work :)
I am bitter, for everything god means to me. God is disappointment and loneliness, a lack of faith in parents and teachers and people I was told could help. God doesn’t exist.