i am walking in the valley of the shadow of death, faced with the trials and tribulations it holds.
barefoot and in the dark, with my sin and guilt wrapped around me like a skintight dress.
all the mistakes, all the wrong choices, engraved in my skin like a tattoo.
i am hopeless and starving for another outlet, another drug.
i am afraid, i have no guide, no light.
those cold hands caress my body as temptation leads me in,
i cannot escape its grasp.
i cannot get full.
always empty,
never happy.
and then, You came along.
like a Shepherd, with your rod to pull us out of danger, out of the deep, darkness that encloses.
your staff to guide, and give us rest.
why should i fear?
when You are standing right next to me,
not giving me directions, or a map,
You give me Yourself.
You hold my hand and walk through the darkness with me.
Your light capturing the shadows and lighting the way to the narrow path we walk.
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩,
𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭,
𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦.
𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘧𝘧,
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘦.

𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮?
How does that make sense?
How do you go your whole life proclaiming hate on Someone you don’t believe in?
Because you can’t do both.
You either say something isn’t real and believe your truth, or acknowledge that It is in fact real and base your opinion on that.
But you can’t slander the very same God you say isn’t real.
You believe in gravity and yet it cannot be seen, and there is in fact no logical reason to hate it,
you don’t see it and there it is, keeping us stable and even so, we cannot explain the phenomenon.
However, we can believe in something as enigmatic as an invisible force that keeps you grounded but cringe, mock and scoff at any possibility of God.
And yet, you worship the moon and the stars—objects that predict your future and tell you who you are.
You detest God because you blame Him for the war and violence in the world, and you believe in free will.
We made the war and violence, we created the separation and pain, why do you blame God for what we did?
There’s a reason we have free will,
there’s a reason why, even though He didn’t want it for us,
Adam and Eve made their choice, the same way we have the freedom to make our own.
So you can say whatever you feel about Him but don’t simultaneously say He isn’t real.
𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘪𝘮.