You know... Sometimes.. you just have to ask
God...? Where are You? Do you really exist? Whats wrong with you?
You might even say... "You are one messed up God..."

In all your perfections, you let your people suffer.
You let your son die on the cross, you forsake him.
You give many the riches that they might not deserve.
You offer a promise with little encouragement.
Rather, you encourage those who do not love you, but love the world.

For He who loves the world, the world loves in return
And the world rewards.
And we're human, who you brought to live in this world,
to find out it is his greatest temptation, his greatest weakness.

So how can I not ask WHY?
Why do you not bless us with such miracles, that everyone might come to know and believe you through sight?
What great plans do you have for the world? for the people of the world, that we shalt suffer for the people, seemingly in vain, when you can do it with the snap of your fingers.
Why make us scapegoats, pawns, knights in your great battle, when you can win it all?
Why give us choices if you could see our choices and know if we were going astray?
Why did you let Job suffer for a mere test?
Why do you let us suffer for the inevitable in your eyes?
Why are we being tested over and over again, for seemingly no true cause?
WHY are you so infinite, yet you brought finity into your realms?
And i ask WHY Lord?
For What Use?

Why not bless your followers with the greatest tools, with purity, that we might overcome the world for you ?
Are we mere pawns, living out our purpose with such little significance?

For God, you might seem messed up.
You deprived my darling of her free day (her Lab and Tutorials), and such things are balloted, its by luck. And who controls probability & Luck other than you? Think : The Scarlett Witch?
You didn't give us enough brains to free ourselves from our studies.
You didn't give us enough cash to free ourselves from our future.
You didn't give us enough love to free ourselves from the loveless.
You didn't give us enough... Because you made us imperfect.

Yet I shall Sigh, Because you gave us enough faith.
To struggle and not fall down.

Now let us be eternally happy. For you have me dear.
And i have you.

And i can say nothing, because God gave me you, yet from you, he took away.
Though we can claim he owns everything.
And that is so disastrously true.

We do lead meaningless lives at time, because we're not God.
God created all meaning. What meaning do we have that is not from Him?

And anyone reading this blog shall ponder and wonder about what i've just said.
And cry.

Just like I do now.

One day, things will end, just as they have started.
But if one thing could stay...
It'd be the love I have.

For You, and for God.