Original; My Faith Has Evolved
This is like nothing I've really written before. I'm not entirely sure what to think of it myself.
My Faith Has Evolved (PG, 574 words)
I used to believe there was such a thing as giants in the sky, so tall they were invisible to the human eye.
I used to believe there was such a thing as giants in the sky, so tall they were invisible to the human eye. There would be giant dollhouses with human-sized dolls in blouses, and when the giants would pretend the dolls were alive, us humans down on Earth would suddenly revive.
I imagined the giants on play dates, in front of the dollhouses becoming best mates, introducing their dolls to each other and so the new person in my life must've belonged to their new sister or brother.
A family would each have their own giant on whom they would not help but be reliant, and while the giant might toy with their psychological state -- there was no denying, the entire thing was fate.
I used to believe there was no such thing as responsibility for my actions, since as a doll; I was incapable of independent interaction.
One day, I told my Sunday School teacher all about my giants in the sky, and became very surprised when the teacher let out a great, big cry. My golden star was given away to a little boy named Jose, and the teacher said, 'You poor little sod, don't you know there's no one up there but God?'
So it came to pass that the sky giants were a part of my past. I was now quite certain that the clouds were God's theatre curtain, and should you ever pray to Him, they would cease making the sky grim.
A ray of sunshine would break through and shine only on you. There would be no more hating as God was sorry to have kept you waiting. The sun has given you a great big sign that is all part of His great design. I trusted this view of the world was true just like I knew the sky above me was blue.
That is until I started school where it turned out God was considered seriously uncool. 'It's all a bunch of crap,' they said, 'and you've fallen straight into their trap.' It became extremely clear that I could find no God here, and it was with great regret I decided to try and forget that my protector up above I would no longer be able to love.
I hid my love for Him deep and in Church I would start to fall asleep. The words on once I did depend, I now considered a dead end. My belief this time around was indeed very brief, and for years I had nothing but my fears. As it was now proven without a doubt, I was never meant to be very devout.
I still really don't have much of a religious belief as they all seem to give me some sort of grief. Is it really so hard for everyone to hold one thing in such high regard? I'm sure God won't mind if we think he is human or a cheese rind, so long as we don't keep peace as merely a conversation piece.
I won't even try to deny that I would however take some small comfort out of there being a man in the sky, who would watch over me and make sure my mind forever remained free.
You see, though my faith has evolved, I feel I've always had it solved: my belief in God might be subject to change, but I feel safe knowing His love will never have a range.
My Faith Has Evolved (PG, 574 words)
I used to believe there was such a thing as giants in the sky, so tall they were invisible to the human eye.
I used to believe there was such a thing as giants in the sky, so tall they were invisible to the human eye. There would be giant dollhouses with human-sized dolls in blouses, and when the giants would pretend the dolls were alive, us humans down on Earth would suddenly revive.
I imagined the giants on play dates, in front of the dollhouses becoming best mates, introducing their dolls to each other and so the new person in my life must've belonged to their new sister or brother.
A family would each have their own giant on whom they would not help but be reliant, and while the giant might toy with their psychological state -- there was no denying, the entire thing was fate.
I used to believe there was no such thing as responsibility for my actions, since as a doll; I was incapable of independent interaction.
One day, I told my Sunday School teacher all about my giants in the sky, and became very surprised when the teacher let out a great, big cry. My golden star was given away to a little boy named Jose, and the teacher said, 'You poor little sod, don't you know there's no one up there but God?'
So it came to pass that the sky giants were a part of my past. I was now quite certain that the clouds were God's theatre curtain, and should you ever pray to Him, they would cease making the sky grim.
A ray of sunshine would break through and shine only on you. There would be no more hating as God was sorry to have kept you waiting. The sun has given you a great big sign that is all part of His great design. I trusted this view of the world was true just like I knew the sky above me was blue.
That is until I started school where it turned out God was considered seriously uncool. 'It's all a bunch of crap,' they said, 'and you've fallen straight into their trap.' It became extremely clear that I could find no God here, and it was with great regret I decided to try and forget that my protector up above I would no longer be able to love.
I hid my love for Him deep and in Church I would start to fall asleep. The words on once I did depend, I now considered a dead end. My belief this time around was indeed very brief, and for years I had nothing but my fears. As it was now proven without a doubt, I was never meant to be very devout.
I still really don't have much of a religious belief as they all seem to give me some sort of grief. Is it really so hard for everyone to hold one thing in such high regard? I'm sure God won't mind if we think he is human or a cheese rind, so long as we don't keep peace as merely a conversation piece.
I won't even try to deny that I would however take some small comfort out of there being a man in the sky, who would watch over me and make sure my mind forever remained free.
You see, though my faith has evolved, I feel I've always had it solved: my belief in God might be subject to change, but I feel safe knowing His love will never have a range.