Thursday, September 13
engaging in the treachery of Christian snobbery
who am i.
i am a sojourner, lost in an endless sea of faces
judging, rejecting
reducing to a single thought, an entire life.
i am an elitist.
a walking contradiction.
rejecting the mediocrity that i too carry
and exalting the genius of mere humans.
inferiority seeps in
a virus that spreads like a plague
i need strength.
is anxiety the mark of freedom
or the curse of a meaningless melancholy?
i know not.
what am i believing in?
i call myself a Christian, like many others
yet the time will come, that Christ will come
and some will claim to have done great deeds in His name
and God will say, 'I do not know you.'
the world has its author
can there be more than one true interpretation of a text?
perhaps all God wants of us is to lead a happy life
to cherish the gift of life and live it to the full.
what does that even mean?
where can i start?
to love unreservedly
to be joyful in all circumstances
let not anxiety creep in
that i cannot.
i despise
i judge
i criticize
and i negate.
it is little wonder
that a world with one creator and many destroyers
is falling into pieces
i am missing the point.
i too, am falling into pieces.
freedom is the high point
from which we all fall off.
0. oOo
