The Word Cloud

Before my Dad left He promised to one day return.

He gave me a book of letters and stories, from which He told me I could learn.

 

Just before He went away,

Dad told me that if I ever needed to talk,

He would listen whenever I pray,

and that He would hope for a prayer every day…

 

I started to cry and asked Him why?

He wiped my tears and said that I mustn’t cry,

for one day we’ll live together in a golden castle in the sky.

 

He told me that there was a big war still to come,

 but I need not be afraid,

for He will protect me

 as long as my love fòr Him and Faith ìn Him doesn’t fade.

 

I realized then He was about to die to set me free,

It was the hardest thing to accept,

even as I knew this was how He wanted it to be.

 

I know now that I am never alone,

Sometimes I feel His enticing presence, and my

enduring love for Him has tremendously grown.

 

I remember His last words as He held me tight:

“My daughter I love you,

deeper than any depth and higher than any height.”

I said: “Dad I love you too,

and to keep Your name high I will fight.

I know with You inside my heart I will have more than all evil’s might.”

 

With excitement and anticipation my heart and soul now only burns,

As I wait for the best day of my life,

the day my Dad returns…

 

The whole idea of a enternal peace when you die, is a scary and annoying idea, perfection is hell, hell is perfection when you're willing to let yourself look at everything that makes up religion. All of it is simply one religion that has branched out over thousand of years to do away with finding the answers and living in fear of a god WHO SHALL CAST YOU INTO THE DEEPEST PITS OF ENTERNAL AGONY....but remember, he loves you very much to even do that.

God is the kind of person who will talk behind ya back on what you did wrong, yet have the nerve to lie between his teeth over "that was good". Shouldn't a bastard of a lord be considered Satan incognito. Christians strike me as denial types, they don't think beyond the eternal bliss that shall be forthcoming once ya dead and buried, dead as the dodo.

Eternal perfect bliss, is not a great thing, life is about working for what you know you can achieve, what's the point? What's the point of a world where everything you want is there to be had?

Religion is the unimagative type thing, I'm a thinker of life and science, creativity of finding the answers.