In fact, I have faith that there is some kind of spiritual part to this world — that it is just not all what we can see and feel, but that makes this whole thing even more frustrating.Because since I believe that there is something out there, it’s hard for me not to know what it is.
The first part is not that debatable, while the second is a topic of debate that has been in the church since it’s beginnings.We gather and form a group and incite ourselves with drum beats and repetitious chants to induce some kind of a spiritual state, and hopefully call down the presence of a god.We then get to hear of a great god who is gentle, kind and loves us with all of his heart.I have no family here, and it’s always been hard for me to make friends. And yes, I totally went to a church to check out chicks.However, it didn’t take me long to correct that mindset and push that out of my head once I realized that was what I was doing.
I want to slap a name and a face on the thing and put it in a little box I can carry around with me! Maybe you just can’t really put such human restrictions on such a limitless thing?