specks
you’re a cool person.you have aspirations, dreams yet unconquered.
now, in this point of uncertainty, you just probably want to be liked by the people whom you adore. you just want to excel in your studies, being the best in class but not the most nerdy-obviously-racking-your-brains-out-grade-grabber student with glasses, no, you wear contacts; at the same time you go to the coolest parties by who you think are the coolest; get drunk with your coolest friends and your coolest friends’ friends; have someone who is cool enough to handle a cool relationship, be a the other-half of the coolest couple; you probably want to play the guitar or drums, know the ins and outs of the music stream, sing better or dance smoother, be adept in the arts, be able to draw, paint, sketch, take and develop your own photos, be able to read the coolest and weirdest books, be the coolest blogger, be a published writer while in your teens, be socially aware, fighting on the side of the deprived, be in the coolest and prominent orgs, be the perfect ideal person of the time.
rare, weird, social, liked, universal, perfect.
you’re a thinking person.
you look around, you read a lot, you interact a lot.
you easily recognize the faults, from the moment you wake up till infinity. you think: why is this world divided in two, the good and the evil, and there’s nothing in between? why do people cry because of pain and joy? why are the streetkids poor, you rich, and your cool friend richer, the most corrupt richest? why is communism utopian when ideally, it is beneficial for everybody? why can’t you oust a cheating president? why do people use the name of God to do evil? why is God, God? why so many gods? why so many religion with illogical rituals? why, is there a God? if there’s a God, then why is your mind raving with the faults, and none of the right? why is your family, in a sense, broken, when it was supposed to be from God? no, you think, God is just a defense of a resilient human mind, and weird enough, you think more, people’s mind tend to believe that there is a God, such is the power of the human mind. you are now enlightened, there is no God, you think.
you’re a hurting person.
get ready to be hurt, a lot.
there is a God, no matter what you think, and He exists, even without your approval. He can live without you, you think He’s begging you to believe Him, to be His follower. no, He doesn’t need you, really. you’re just a dot in the vastness of dots. your opinion and thinking won’t be heeded by three-fourth of the world’s population – you’re lucky if your family listens to you. you think you can make a difference, but really, you can’t make an eternal impact. you can’t make everyone like you, even the people you love. you can’t save anyone, helping is in vain. you may have everything, but really, what do you have? it’s nothing. you’ll live, have babies, and die. you’re hurt by these words. you think they’re not true. you think that the author is a bitter asshole. but then again, you think, aren’t we all? you’re scared. one way or another, you’re hurt. one way or another, it’s true. there’s a God, and you’re hurt because you just realized you are nothing.
there’s a God.
and He’s absolute, not because one-third of the world claims to ‘follow’ Him, but because He doesn’t need that one-third, or even a single human soul, to prove Him to be God. when the world turned against Him, we said that it’s His fault why we don’t believe – because we don’t see. but when He came down in the form of a human being for us to apprehend, we say that He could never be real, because He looks like us. but still, He loves.
the world has messed His image. that’s why you deny a God whom you don’t even know. for once, don’t think about what you and other people think. you’re a cool person. you’re a thinking person. you’re a hurting person.
He’s a loving God. He’s a God with a Godly wrath. He’s forgiving. He understands.
face Him. Doubt Him to His face. Ask Him your dangerous questions. God is a God who can handle the most destructive questions of a dot, a dot whom others think of as a speck, but He sees you as a beautiful picture.
think. do you want to?
lastly, you and I, both of us, we’re alike, we're dots.
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