God is there whenever I reach for him. His existence is bloody obvious in my life. But whenever I do reach for him, i sense a satisfaction & contentment which I recoil against. i never felt such peace in my life, never before.
Issit because this bliss worries me, that with such peace & bliss in me when I accept God, I wont have anymore drive to do anything I ought to, anything I should, anything others expect of me? Can i always rely upon God, when many a times, I am deliberately going against his will?
What am I, a mere man, a boy, what do I know about life, will things get way worst when I grow older, will such peace still be so easily found?
So many uncertainties. If I cannot accept God now, how am I to do that in the future?
In the multitudes of experiences, one must experience heaven and hell. Where one sets one's beliefs in unmoving stone, that is one's faith. And mine is set in love, in companionship, in living. And music, beauty, words, smiles, laughter, magic and coffee.
About Me
- Xavier
- Youth. Self Proclaimed (or maybe just a lofty fantasy) global citizen. Idealist. Wants to change the world. Thus crazy like hell. Has issues with sloth! (how am i supposed to change the world now?) Dreamer and wanderer
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