Showing posts with label Christianity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christianity. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

God, the neglected friend.

4:38 PM

Many people don’t know (much like the raw diet thing) that I’ve been trying to become more spiritual. I’ve tried meditating and praying more, but I never setup a habit. I still pray and meditate every once in awhile, but I’m nowhere near as close to God as I want to be

My religion/spirituality is my crutch. There is nothing that is truly concrete. People can be taken away from you in an instant. An unknown aneurism, a drunk driver, an allergic reaction can take somebody’s life in an instant. Jobs can be lost by saying two words. Tornados, hurricanes too much can alter our life in a second. Knowing that there is always someone I can turn to even if I just want to talk in any circumstance puts me at ease.

Like any good relationship, spending time with someone is how you grow close to them. When it comes to God, he is the neglected friend. I don’t spend that much time with him. Therefore the close relationship I want, is nearly non-existent. Though I hope to change that in the future.

I’m not used to this. I know he’s there, but trying to reach him is a different story. He isn’t tangible at all. If that was the case, I would just go over to chill at his house and things would be so much easier.

When it comes to the Divine spirit and the Universe, things are never easy. Uggh, Life.

Love,
Leira Violet

Sunday, February 10, 2008

P.O.W.

1:25 PM

I'm a prisoner of war. The weakest soldier of the smallest infantry. Naturally, I fought back, but it only made them stronger. I gave up to soon. If only I would hve kept trying, I probably wouldn't be in this hell hole. If only... To late for 'if only's. I'll keep trying to find a way out.

Everyday I call out to the chief. Some days I don't believe hehears me, but I continue to call. He will come. I know it. At the very least he will send someone better trained to help get me out. my wounds will be addressed and my stomach fed. Once again, I'll join the ranks of one of the greatest armies on earth.
Love,
Leira Violet

I wrote this because my youth pastor said we needed to have a poem and I couldn't think of one. All I came up with was this.