O God.
God, I am tied to You, and I can't help it, but I am afraid of reaching out and feeling nothing. Help me to reach out anyway.
I don't like our American god. I don't like "God Friended Me" (although I watched less than 20 minutes...). You are the God in the furnace with us. So don't let me be afraid of our pretty saviors.
And also let me rage and weep with You over the horrors we commit "in Your Name", or expecting Your acquiescence.
Your justice. Your mercy.
You are jealous for Your Name. Only let me fall into the hands of God.
God, I am tied to You, and I can't help it, but I am afraid of reaching out and feeling nothing. Help me to reach out anyway.
I don't like our American god. I don't like "God Friended Me" (although I watched less than 20 minutes...). You are the God in the furnace with us. So don't let me be afraid of our pretty saviors.
And also let me rage and weep with You over the horrors we commit "in Your Name", or expecting Your acquiescence.
Your justice. Your mercy.
You are jealous for Your Name. Only let me fall into the hands of God.
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