For many years I was
a delusional atheist.
When my brain woke up
so did my hungry soul.
The elephant in the room
(the fact that God is real)
was beginning to look a lot
like a castle made of air.
I needed to put it inside
something smaller.
What is smaller than words?
I needed
a written religion.
The religion of my choice had to include
an ideal (preferably perfect) role model.
Like a God.
One God.
The God.
I wanted to follow the true almighty God
not the rules of some leader(s) of a cult.
The religion had to be known
or at least not too obscure.
Line up the alternatives!
Buddhism: No God.
Hinduism: Many Gods.
Wicca: Weird.
Satanism: Silly.
Woke: Cult.
Judaism: Lacking.
Islam: Tainted.
Christianity: Jesus Christ.
I asked God for advice and
"the biblical God" replied.
Literary speaking.
Jesus Christ is the best guide.
Then my question became:
Can I believe in Jesus Christ?
The answer still echoes.
If anyone tries to stop me
God will rip them apart
and fill my cup with
strawberry milkshake
as He drains
the hate
in their heart.
Amen.
EXODUS 14:14
EZEKIEL 36:26