Thursday, March 31, 2005

You Knew me.. You know me

Note: Comments have been turned off for this one, I don't want to hear anything exept, "I can relate to God" or "letters to God are a good idea, I'll go write one."

I believe some wierd things such as having the feeling that I knew God and danced and talked to Him before coming to earth with a mission. It can't be shown true by any example in the Bible, it's just what I feel. I start with that in mind because everything that follows is a bit controversial to those that feel a closer connection to this earth; simply put "I don't." I'll elaborate a little more in a series of three or four entries to come(with some scripture rest assured), but for now I refffer to John 3:6-"Flesh gives birth to flesh, but spirit gives birth to spirit."

This entry is dedicated to a few words and a letter that became the backbone of the poem 'Origin' the you may have read earlier.


-You Knew Me... You Know Me-
You knew me before my life began,
My Spirit danced before you
My soul reserved for you hands.
Only you could mold me
Only you were allowed.
Any others would produce destruction
And chaos to the wholeness abound.
Lord, you crafted a beatiful thing in me:
"A meager boy, planned to lead some day."

-Personal Letter to God-
I danced before you, Oh God. Unashamedly as a naked spirit, I danced in your hands. You created me, I look just like you. I look into your face with two eyes so blue. Lord, you brought me into exsistance from shapeless clay to indeviduallity. I was made by you and so I knew, I would spend the rest of all time to please you.
Anyone else would just not do. Anyone else would abuse me like a fool.['Anyone else' is collectively called 'Darkness.']
Lord, you identified the body that, in appearence, best suited the appearence of my soul. Thank you! An existance, a body, and the clothes on my back! Lord, you truely are gracious! How much more wil you give? I shouldn't ask you out of selfishness, you've already done more than I can ever repay. I just waant to say "Tank you, Lord!" Thank you!

Your son,
BJ
P.S.: I hope you are praised! I know you are.



If you do have something of good repute to say, I will turn the comments on so you can post it. I felt like sharing something of myself that is very fragile, so that's why I'm so defensive. Please excuse me if it's misplaced anxiety.
Sincerely,
~BJbear~