Religion

I am not religious. But I am a firm believer of a higher God. I do not follow what I am told is right. Instead I take it upon myself to evaluate it’s purpose, and determine whether I will or will not decide to agree with. I am not against those who have their certain beliefs, and believe they are scheduled to be right. The fact that someone could be passionate enough to be dedicated on just one outlook on religion does not bother me. For I am not worried of what the next man believes, has faith in, or desires. I am glad that there still exist man kind that has beliefs, has faith and desires.

We live in a hungry world of individuals who indiscreetly become obsessed with either an object, a person, a state of mind, or an idea- to fill space where there lies a deep emptiness in ourselves. But we forget, that in a world of billions there is a world of infinite stars in a Universe that speaks through our, the people’s energy. Those are the ones that bother me. You may call yourself a Christian, and that’s just fine. But don’t talk to me of your beliefs to try and persuade me without giving me the opportunity to choose, to have my own desires, beliefs and opinions. Don’t speak of your God like you are trying to sell me your dream. Instead, make me feel that you know him. That you really feel him. Like you and him have a bond that not even God could make you believe other wise. Than I might just pay attention to you. Make me believe not in what you believe, but that you have build your beliefs through love, faith, care, grace, and hope. Whether your God, my God….there is a God.