We went for a PE test today. We all did volleyball until our arms were mottled with blood clots. We tried our best. I tried my best. You were watching from above, weren't you? Were you proud? I scored 21 marks. I know You know. You were watching from above, weren't you? We went for Innovation Program today too. Filled with pride, filled with senseless pride. We charged like psychopaths at each other. Pride puts us against each other. Pride makes friends fight. Pride makes people kill each other. When those proud people killed each other, you were watching from above, weren't you? What do you feel when you watch your children killing each other? Does your heart break? Do you turn and look away and pretend to be indifferent while your heart is actually crying? What or who were you thinking of when you created this universe? Were you lonely? Or am I being to bold? Am I asking to many questions? Did you create us because you wanted someone to share your heart with? But why am I assuming that you will love us dog shit? You are God, and I am a dog shit. What right does the dog shit have to love a God (not a God mind you, the one and only God actually)? Even less right do we have to not love you. But perhaps all my words are simply empty promises. I am becoming more and more like the Pharisees. Why why why why? Longing to get closer, yet afraid of being disappointed, just like every other friendship. You won't let me down I know, but I cannot accept it. Why would you have died for me I do not know. You probably were dying for loyal and faithful people like Abraham, Moses, Elijah... Still I suppose I must thank you solely for the fact that you are in charge of my life. I suppose if it were in any other hands it would be very dead indeed. Come to think of it, there'd be no better way to sculpt my life. Too full of misfortune of course is bad. Too full of fortune is also bad. If you had not allowed Adam and Eve to sin, the world would be perfect. No one would know joy without having pain to compare it with, no one would know what is bliss. No one would ever be satisfied or dissatisfied. No one would have emotions. Most importantly, we would not learn to love you, we would not be able to last in the face of challenges, we would not know what love truly is(it was for sin - and love - that you died on the cross).
When we turned back to you, you were watching over us from above, weren't you?
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I am Claire. SOME people call me Little Red Riding Hood, Rabbit and Clairebear. I am 5 years old, turning 17. I love playing piano, eating chocolates, and slacking.
NYGH 07-10
HCI 2011
Christian Pianist
