Sep 23, 2007 22:53
There is no way that God can not be in the air the atmosphere the vibrating molecules here.
That He can not be present because I feel
Some sort of movement that is not allowing me to stop crying.
I can not ignore Him.
I can not ignore this movement.
His hand, his bloody palm that drenched and is drowning me.
I am not who I was an hour ago, two days ago, last spring.
And there is no reasonable explanation.
No words I could say,type,tell,scream,yell,mutter that could fully
express anything that I have experienced this summer, and the past twelve[12]hours.
do you believe in prophecy?
I didn't know if I did.
But I do now.
I believe in our God speaking so plainly through
A chosen vessel, a fellow human being.
[this instance was a brother i hardly know who lives in california with whom
i've spent perhaps a grand total of an hour in my life].
LOOK INTO MY EYES and TELL ME THAT GOD IS DEAD.
Because He isn't.