Belief
Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 10:43 pm
Belief
The blonde little girl with her head hung low
Sat somberly on the carved wooden pew
And rose to sing as her father did
For it was his rising that was her cue
She sang about the Lord and His son, Jesus Christ
When in fact her heart sang for neither
For she was singing for the feeling the music gave
And she was singing for the pride of her father.
But that little girl did grow up to fear
The God that her family had offered
She believed that this God was the one and only
And it was for Him that she constantly suffered.
Yet for her it was still a private thing
Something she never shared with another
Then the suffering became all too much
Until she was offered grace from a brother.
He promised her that she would soon see
The world from the love of God’s eyes
He promised her that God was kind
When she shook her fist at the skies
He told her that it was for sure
That her life was not in vain
So she packed her bags and all she loved
To head east and call His name.
She looked around for one last time
As her friends tried to make her see
Then she turned that wheel of her big old truck
And headed off to Tennessee
Now it started out fine when she first settled in
At the base of those great Smokey Mountains
But it soon became a horror that she could not explain
When the brothers looked with shame at her questions
We are Promise Keepers and we shall teach you well
But you must first kneel down and repent
You must pronounce to us Jesus Christ as your savior
For it’s the reason it was us whom he sent
But they made a dreadful error that day
As they waved their arms singing Halleluiah
For when her children announced they were going back home
They said; let them go as we love you greater
Soon one morning she left without saying a word
Driving west while they all sang in church
For she feared those brothers more than she feared life itself
To be long gone when for them, they would search
Then she vowed to learn more about her belief
And about the beliefs of all others
As the world became smaller she also realized
Just how violent were the ways of those brothers
Again she read the Proverbs, Mathew, Mark and John
When she got to Deuteronomy she began to shiver
Her hands did shake as she turned each page
But she kept on as she needed an answer
For this that was told the perfect guide to morality
This called The Word of salvation and grace
It seemed nothing more than directions for murder.
Were the Apostles’ echoes simply those of disgrace?
She saw a problem here with such hypocrisy
An issue so simple but urgent
If a grim disbeliever would she lose the argument
And in heaven be labeled a tyrant
As the years went by she saw more and more
Of the horrors and suffering of some Lord
And she wondered why one God should master it all
As she looked around seeing what the Christians ignored
Even King whose non violence learned from Gandhi himself
The Hindu with a doctrine of tolerance and peace
Was in fact learned in pursuit of the Janis belief
So tell me now which God is the one who should cease
And dear Christian please tell me why your Christ is the one
Tell the Buddhists, the Muslims, the Hindus and Jews
The Serbians, the Shiite, and the Animist as well
Can you knowingly say you have walked in their shoes?
So she looked at those shoes and her heart shed a tear
Because all of them lined up were oh not the same
Yet each one left tracks of great blood in the sand
Each one in the name of their God did proclaim
She cried don’t declare we all worship some God
Don’t think that the Quran or Bible is the one
Remember the history of bloodshed and gore
Explain that to the child at the mouth of your gun
So the girl then decided which way she would go
For she knew there was no more proof to guide her
She listened to the chanting of Muslim hordes
No worse than those of the ones from your altar
And she remembered alone the words of a man
Again simple and urgent but proven
Words that she lived by and that all men could too
Without a religion which dictated your action
The man who once said he was more popular than Jesus
But never intended in a disrespectful way
As this man had the proof of his reason
In the youth who refused to blindly pray
He said God is a concept with which we measure our pain
Would rock’ n’ roll go first or Christianity
That the older generation was leading the world to ruin
Are all religions the cause of this insanity?
So she sat herself down and remembered these words
For like all of us she needed some comfort
Then she stood up so tall but dumbstruck as well
Because she felt hope and no longer just the hurt
Perhaps we would all live life better
If we were honest about our conclusions
If we didn’t hide behind some old writings of time
And refused to accept any bargains
For what reasons religion once had purpose
If only to flock as a means of survival
It now only seems to contribute
To the world’s excuse to believe in the Bible.
Imagine.
SFarmer
The blonde little girl with her head hung low
Sat somberly on the carved wooden pew
And rose to sing as her father did
For it was his rising that was her cue
She sang about the Lord and His son, Jesus Christ
When in fact her heart sang for neither
For she was singing for the feeling the music gave
And she was singing for the pride of her father.
But that little girl did grow up to fear
The God that her family had offered
She believed that this God was the one and only
And it was for Him that she constantly suffered.
Yet for her it was still a private thing
Something she never shared with another
Then the suffering became all too much
Until she was offered grace from a brother.
He promised her that she would soon see
The world from the love of God’s eyes
He promised her that God was kind
When she shook her fist at the skies
He told her that it was for sure
That her life was not in vain
So she packed her bags and all she loved
To head east and call His name.
She looked around for one last time
As her friends tried to make her see
Then she turned that wheel of her big old truck
And headed off to Tennessee
Now it started out fine when she first settled in
At the base of those great Smokey Mountains
But it soon became a horror that she could not explain
When the brothers looked with shame at her questions
We are Promise Keepers and we shall teach you well
But you must first kneel down and repent
You must pronounce to us Jesus Christ as your savior
For it’s the reason it was us whom he sent
But they made a dreadful error that day
As they waved their arms singing Halleluiah
For when her children announced they were going back home
They said; let them go as we love you greater
Soon one morning she left without saying a word
Driving west while they all sang in church
For she feared those brothers more than she feared life itself
To be long gone when for them, they would search
Then she vowed to learn more about her belief
And about the beliefs of all others
As the world became smaller she also realized
Just how violent were the ways of those brothers
Again she read the Proverbs, Mathew, Mark and John
When she got to Deuteronomy she began to shiver
Her hands did shake as she turned each page
But she kept on as she needed an answer
For this that was told the perfect guide to morality
This called The Word of salvation and grace
It seemed nothing more than directions for murder.
Were the Apostles’ echoes simply those of disgrace?
She saw a problem here with such hypocrisy
An issue so simple but urgent
If a grim disbeliever would she lose the argument
And in heaven be labeled a tyrant
As the years went by she saw more and more
Of the horrors and suffering of some Lord
And she wondered why one God should master it all
As she looked around seeing what the Christians ignored
Even King whose non violence learned from Gandhi himself
The Hindu with a doctrine of tolerance and peace
Was in fact learned in pursuit of the Janis belief
So tell me now which God is the one who should cease
And dear Christian please tell me why your Christ is the one
Tell the Buddhists, the Muslims, the Hindus and Jews
The Serbians, the Shiite, and the Animist as well
Can you knowingly say you have walked in their shoes?
So she looked at those shoes and her heart shed a tear
Because all of them lined up were oh not the same
Yet each one left tracks of great blood in the sand
Each one in the name of their God did proclaim
She cried don’t declare we all worship some God
Don’t think that the Quran or Bible is the one
Remember the history of bloodshed and gore
Explain that to the child at the mouth of your gun
So the girl then decided which way she would go
For she knew there was no more proof to guide her
She listened to the chanting of Muslim hordes
No worse than those of the ones from your altar
And she remembered alone the words of a man
Again simple and urgent but proven
Words that she lived by and that all men could too
Without a religion which dictated your action
The man who once said he was more popular than Jesus
But never intended in a disrespectful way
As this man had the proof of his reason
In the youth who refused to blindly pray
He said God is a concept with which we measure our pain
Would rock’ n’ roll go first or Christianity
That the older generation was leading the world to ruin
Are all religions the cause of this insanity?
So she sat herself down and remembered these words
For like all of us she needed some comfort
Then she stood up so tall but dumbstruck as well
Because she felt hope and no longer just the hurt
Perhaps we would all live life better
If we were honest about our conclusions
If we didn’t hide behind some old writings of time
And refused to accept any bargains
For what reasons religion once had purpose
If only to flock as a means of survival
It now only seems to contribute
To the world’s excuse to believe in the Bible.
Imagine.
SFarmer