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Sep 23, 2004 20:01

when you were four and i was a fat baby, you threw yourself out of a tree and broke
your elbow in two places. you thought that god had let it happen. your mom told you that god had saved your life. you could have just as easily broken your neck and died. then you wanted to throw me out of a tree to test god's love for me, and your mom said no, that there are such things as accidents.

these were simple, barely concidered statements that your mom threw out like confetti and and forgot in a second that she'd said but they stuck to me like the kind of wood tick that crawls in through your ear into your brain and lays eggs. what did she mean accidents? what about god knowing how many grains of sand there were on every beach? what about him knowing what we'll do before we do it? obviously if you were to throw me out of a tree there would be an ending obtained by god. he'd have known that you were going to do it and he would have known what the outcome would be. if you felt like throwing me out of a tree, and for you not to follow through on that feeling, wasn't that a sin? wasn't satan speaking through your mother when she was preventing you from throwing me out of a tree and following god's will?

technically, i should have been thrown from that tree.
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