when tragedy strikes the first thing out of our mouths is, "oh god". people always ask me why i go to church every sunday. god isn't a convenience or a vending machine for help - there only when we need him. faith can be a funny thing - often there when we don't need it and nowhere to be found when we do. we do little if anything for him and expect much. the answer very well could be, "depart from me, i never knew you". thank heaven he is merciful else we'd all be in big trouble. a telling write for sure ... :)
Wow! This goes straight to the point to me. I have had to meet my shadow self face to face many times in order to grow. My spiritual teacher always says living in a cave is easy but can you walk on 5th avenue (in this world) and still maintain your god in your heart?
Poignant write indeed. I love the way that you wrote this...the two stanzas with the question in the middle. You go from civilization to a more personal and introspective approach; clever and well thought out. You are a thinking writer, and I can't tell you how much I appreciate that while reading.
Concise, clean, simple, and yet this one packs a punch that is going to stay with me for the rest of the evening I'm sure. You impress me, my friend.
Wow! After reading this, I'm left pondering on your thought-provoking concept... a rather short, but controversial thought on religion or faith (when it is only needed during a crisis)
Very intriguing write, Brett. You show depth, and I would like to see this piece expand as you forge on in your growth as a writer. :)