i_miss_god sab [i dont really miss god but i sure miss santa claus] it was nice when i didnt have to think too hard it was nice when everything good that happened, happened cos i was good and it was nice when anything bad happened that it was satans fault it was nice when there were two higher powers fighting over me and satan must love us too for one, he is an angel, and two, he wouldnt fight for something he didnt want that he didnt love. why would he spend eternity fighting for something he didnt believe in? but i digress. it was nice when there was something looking out for me looking over me it was nice that when odd or terrible stuff happened, that it was all part of a greater plan. but now i believe in free will i believe that everything that happens, jsut happens and we deal as best we can i am strong i will get stronger and i will get stronger still life is hard but it can be pretty but everything i do is my responsibility and everything that fucks up is at least partly my fault this whole life is my responsibilty and my actions and my responses are totally mine it is a heavy burden to hold some days i dont miss god but today i miss the childish belief that everything was perfect even when it wasnt. i have full control of me of everything i do sometimes thats frightening and sometimes thats hard but sometimes its kind of nice too 041202 ... . . 041202 ... minnesota_chris we used to be close, I felt his power coursing through me like... something between a shot of tequila and riding a waterslide. Now the world is full of elbows. God help me. 041202 ... oldephebe i haven't believed in santa claus since i was four years old. The adults were troubled by my precocious cynicism. To me it was simple calculus of 1.TV commercial (gaudy like shiny polyester and really bad AM reception) 2.I then would see the toy on display in the gilded windows embroidered with garlands of silver and gold tinsel. And I don't think i ever really believed in him. I mean I never really would take adults serious prior to my 4th christmas epiphany. Because there was a santa on every corner, somewhat tattered, somewhat redolent of a pungent and cheap inebriant, with a shrewdness about the eyes. I think i really identified with the rudolph mythology, the abandoned deer, ostracized for his "deformity" who becomes the hero. I have a FEW times been touched by the spirit of christmas in my life..maybe three or four times, so that would be about once every (...)years. chris - i get the whole i miss god, but did you know that He misses us as well? check out www.lovinggrace.org if you get a chance, they have streaming audio of this radio counselor's and teachers messages of reigniting our communion with Him. He says it way better than i could ever hope to. check out radio message from 11/09/04 in the radio arcives section ... ... ... 041203 ... minnesota_chris I can't stand to listen to God stuff being broadcasted. Too much Pat Robertson I guess. It just seems too slick. 041205 ... daxle i don't really miss god but i sure miss santa claus 041205 ... keep breathing how could one "miss god"? he is always there. he wants to communicate with us. one just needs to make the first effort at communication. i do miss god, i suppose. i miss being with him... but i dont dwell on it. someday we will die and everyone will have the oppurtunity to see god again. 041205 ... SP if there is a god i know he likes to rock he likes his loud guitars his spiders from mars and if there is a god i know she's watching me she says she likes what she sees but there's trouble on the breeze who are you this time? are you one of us, flying blind cause i'm down here throwing stones while you're so far from home and if there is a god i know they're on tv the spies with bedroom eyes that cower in our skies who are you this time? are you one of us, flying blind cause i'm down here throwing stones while you're so far from home 041206 ... Not as blinkered as you Erm, " how could one "miss god"? " I think she explained pretty well what she meant. Do you read the blathes above you? Or do you just post your own? 041231 ... ivyducktwilightseto I don't miss god, because he never left. God is still here, in everything you see. The living, the breathing, the rocks, the wind, us. We are part of it too. God is us and everything around us, existence itself. We are God. And everything we do, our free will, is exercising that power. I know, because I am God. 101110 what's it to you? who go blather from