Dec 20, 2012 14:40
I wonder if I will ever stop crying from the tragedy in CT. Or if I will ever stop thinking of the stabbings in China. Or the children blown up daily in the middle east. Or all the injustice surrounding innocents all over the world.
How people can have such unfathomable faith in a Christian God baffles me. But it's easy for them, seeking comfort in a fictitious man in the clouds who grants strength and love and allows little children to get gunned down.
I don't understand that kind of faith.
But what I do understand is a cosmic balance. An energy (or spirit) that our human minds, within this body, cannot comprehend. Universes upon universes, intertwining within each other and all around -- that's what I believe in. Belief in possibilities of existence beyond this realm.
That's my God. But it still offers me no comfort when I think about those children, terrified and crying... Even those left alive, the nightmares they will endure.
My heart still breaks. I wish I could hold each one of them. Touch the ones who have passed. See their sweet, smiling faces.
I don't think I will ever stop thinking about it. And I don't think I will ever not cry.