Somewhere along the line For the man who finds religion He will make the decision To never publicly deny God
Now by all extended graces There are multiplicitous places How long the daily Trail Where we stumble and fail To maintain that level
As we lash out in hateful Banishment of reason for the ungrateful Abandoned toy car - or bicycle When it catches the shin and then you sin
By usng God's name in spewed “And absolutely crude - attitude All before you even separate Thought from brain pain and verbal stain For the embarrassment it did instigate
Although I'm sure that the GOD You've chosen to see in the Mind's Eye That you have come to respect Will have no mark against you if you gain By those thoughts that you project
We do carry that germ of guilt Carry okay around from all that guilt that was built Into those fire-and-brimstone - - toe the line Pulling Wings off flies that I came to despise
As I struggled to put myself through those teenage years When wearing this cover of all new senses and Sensations Pushing me closer to that pit of fire Where God would burn me forever like pulling Wings off flies... Forever Through those teenage years
I guess you might say I did pay eventually I landed in that pit By avoiding the fire I've come to find Bad for me... during that time it was a perfect fit Fortunately I was able to avoid the fire But I say to this day that being half buried in all that dirt was working out gives me my grit The truth is I fell on my face so often So I ate so much dirt that all I really learned Okay eventually Was just how to spit
So a long slow climb up - many times over Gave back that.... that time had glossed over recognition and acceptance of my sins
In my weaker moments - of sadness my fears reappears And that's when I finally concluded This was not my humanity being deluded It was simply my Humanity - my sanity being elevated
So no I do not push - I do not pull I do not call those lost hunters a poor fool But then nor do I hide behind my new power My light Want... Desire or any false Pride
In my acceptance I do not dare to see myself By looking into someone else's eyes - and recognize Nor will I fight... Those times when Jesus Christ or God decides to power.... up my life ...up my light
Then it is beyond me - and it is fact... Not alleged Then with real not false Pride I let it be seen That there does still exist - out in that Primal mist And inside of me there still grows a healthy amount ...of holy fear... Enough That you would never hear me state that there is no God
And this brings me to a question About the athiest And I can't even imagine that there would be an answer What is out there in that atheist primal mist That drives them out to so publicly insist and in a sense To be acknowledging an illusion
Cannot be an entity..... Or any evil driven spirit And many of them that I know in life and on the web They seem to carry christian all good religions values and good - in their hearts
So I'm going to say this very day that when I first allowed the spirit that I had once abandoned reenter I could not deny that in some ways I look upon it as an insurance policy Indeed I admit that there is part of me that would like to hide that fact part of the journey so I hide nothing I'll lay it all out to be seen
So there for my agnostics - my atheist brothers who find the need to so publicly and prominently proclaim in ways that seem but cannot be in fear of Retribution from the empty air the illusion to nothing there so I see nothing for them to fear unless it is the very active defense that augments Creating what is otherwise missing
So I believe that some of them that reject but still fear some aspect some Spirit of that in the air for the very act of such exuberant denial in itself creates.... Something in the mind your silence never could.
So in a sense does that not seem to mean through. That they insist they need an insurance policy if they're willing to pay a higher price for higher premium they will as long as they don't have to take possession. WELl..I GUESS.! But.... What a mess.!!