Monday, November 9, 2015

20110123 excerpt from for her

So that is what I wrote in this notebook I had with me for the first part of mass.  Sometimes right now it is hard to tell if my religion is dying and my faith is evolving which what I hope it is or if I am falling into a chasm of faithlessness.  It is hard to grip God sometimes without the potholder of religion.  It makes it easier to go along with this unified explanation, but I see so much hypocrisy and frills and unnecessary appendages everywhere hiding the simple beauty that is God in humanity and I am praying the power to see God through this forest as clear as the force that connects us all that should be so apparent and more powerful than any of this pain.

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