You created us vulnerable, full of flaws, angst-ridden of the future that only you know of have and written for us. You made us weak, and easily tempted, you made us attach to things and humans. Then make us endure such a long tiring journey where we get hurt, fight to be perfect and try to accept the blessings…You subject us from one test to the next, make us desperately need the very things you forbid us from, make us love things and other humans, then take them away from us.
What is it that we live for? Why did you make us so full of flaws when you could have made us perfect to begin with? Why do you make us believe we have a choice when you punish those who don't take the path you order us to? Why do you make us doubt our futures and hope for the best when you know well that it's all written from the beginning?
Is it some sort of Godly humor we are far too puny to understand? In fact, why did you create "reason" if we're going to doubt your whole existence after using it?
Why are we segregated now, if we're going to be segregated in heaven? (Provided we actually make it there).
Why are we created so different if we're expected to behave the same?
What is life? Is it some purgatory? Then what is Hell? A place where those who were the humans you created them to be carried out the full life that you wrote for them to live?
Why do you push me away when I try hard to come back to you? I am scared, I am angry, I don't want the burden of belief, I am afraid of what I don't know, but I am afraid of you.
I want to believe blindly with all my heart that you are up there. I don't want money or health; I just want peace of mind.
God, help me reject you fully or help me come back to you.
What is it that we live for? Why did you make us so full of flaws when you could have made us perfect to begin with? Why do you make us believe we have a choice when you punish those who don't take the path you order us to? Why do you make us doubt our futures and hope for the best when you know well that it's all written from the beginning?
Is it some sort of Godly humor we are far too puny to understand? In fact, why did you create "reason" if we're going to doubt your whole existence after using it?
Why are we segregated now, if we're going to be segregated in heaven? (Provided we actually make it there).
Why are we created so different if we're expected to behave the same?
What is life? Is it some purgatory? Then what is Hell? A place where those who were the humans you created them to be carried out the full life that you wrote for them to live?
Why do you push me away when I try hard to come back to you? I am scared, I am angry, I don't want the burden of belief, I am afraid of what I don't know, but I am afraid of you.
I want to believe blindly with all my heart that you are up there. I don't want money or health; I just want peace of mind.
God, help me reject you fully or help me come back to you.