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A Question Of Faith

by JJ Johnson

I'm a man constantly in search of an answer And the question is one I'm not even sure can be asked At least not by those who cling to life as their eternal dream And I wonder, am I worthy of the answer while living the dream? To know the answer would leave my soul defenseless As would being trapped beneath the shadow of doubt The paradox within my soul is a question of faith But for the sins I've embraced, I question my fate Questioning the resurection of Jesus Christ Or existence of our Father in heaven Is a sentence the Savior cannot save me from No purpose serves faith in one exiled from Thy Kingdom come Knowledge, a deceptive act of treason Picked from apples eaten out of season If I consume the truth of the One above Deeper yet will I fall from eternal love It may be true that more than one truth exists And that each and every person sees their own But after this life on Earth is over and done Is that still true, or is there only one?

02/22/1985

Author's Note: The morphing of creationism in education has recently come up in the news and was actually the cover story in Time magazine August 15, 2005. I was, in fact, shocked to read it because I was accused of blasphemy by a Catholic Nun and a Christian Minister, not Catholic, for suggesting that dinosaurs and cave men were experiments by God and that the reason that it looked like there was evolution was really because God was perfecting life. When he got to man, he knew it was the right place to stop. Now, I was only 8 or 9 years old at the time, but man did I ever get yelled at. I was always getting yelled at for questioning things in the Bible or just stuff in life in general that I didn't understand. I always got the same answer, you can't question God, it's blasphemy. Now, I have to give credit to the Minister who was perplexed by my question at first, and then outraged. But he was at least creative and thoughtful in his angry response. That he gave me an answer at all was more than I ever got in Catholic School. He told me that Satan created the fossils that have been unearthed, that he wanted to confuse us and make us doubt God's existence, so he planted the bones in the Earth long ago, knowing we would one day discover them. I have to hand it to him, he actually had me believing that for a long time.

Posted on 09/15/2005
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Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by John Stevens on 08/03/11 at 02:44 AM

Good piece. In response to the minister... it amazes how people can twist things to the breaking point because they can not see the answers in front of them. (if course the world is only 7k years old or so.)

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