Looking for God

By Steve

Fri, 10 Feb 2012
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I am lost in loneliness. At times, I feel that no one really understands me. The truth is, I don't understand myself. I listen, listen to my silence and try to find God there.

"Why are you looking for me?"
"I'm so discontent with my life. I seek answers to my questions."
"What kind of answers are you looking for?"

Then God is silent again. When he speaks, I feel close to being, to the radiance of life. I am like sunflower, smiling toward the sun and loving it. I want to hear his voice again, if only for a while.

"Why is there so much suffering in this world?"
"If there were no suffering, no one would seek me."

That was true. That was true. There was no justice in this world and people sought God to provide justice. Suffering was human in the sense that we suffered because the world was imperfect and could not provide for our needs. Perfectly content people were rare indeed and they had no need for God.

"Must there be suffering in order for there to be a human soul?"
"The soul suffers because it does not find harmony with the world around it. The world is fallen."

Yes, the world was fallen. I didn't really want to know anymore. I wanted to breath.

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Submitted by blighters rock on
Hi Steve, The world is perfect but us humans certainly aren't. All the problems of the world are manmade, but nature is as cruel as it is loving. Read St Francis of Assisi's poem and you'll find the answers to all of your questions.

 

Submitted by Steve on
Thank you so much for your suggestion. I will read St Farncis of Assisi.

 

Submitted by RubenMiyazaki on
there is so much that could be said, reading this entry... the world is indeed fallen, into the depths of one could imagine and would most likely be hell. There isn't enough righteousness in this world in order for it to be peaceful and to be peaceful is just the same as dying.

- Reuben M.

Submitted by blighters rock on
Here it is, Steve, the best poem ever written. Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury,pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen