by silvershoes   Mar 27, 2017

When I stopped believing in Santa Claus,
I stopped believing in God
Too young to know religion could save me from pain

When I dropped God,
I let him fall to the earth like overripe fruit
At the same time, I let fall heaven and hell

There's no comfort in knowing I'll see my loved ones again
I'll never get to be with you again

I find myself praying to a God I don't believe in
That he'll teach me to believe in him


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  • 3 years ago

    by Alex Penuelas

    It's a difficult situation once you come to realize that you cannot just accept religious beliefs. If you are having trouble with this, feel free to message me. I am part of an organization called Atheist Atheist Alliance of America.

  • Yes it was an interesting piece.
    Being an atheist i so relate. I have thought a few of those very thoughts.

  • 3 years ago

    by Britt

    I'm not sure how I managed to miss this! I see this being something that has been on your heart a lot lately, and I've been praying heavily for you to find the clarity you're seeking. It's a personal journey, a hard one sometimes, but exciting all at once. I once asked God to show me He was real, kind of a "PROVE IT, MISTER" sort of way, and my God did He show up. It's a weird ride for sure! Love you, sweet friend, and I am so grateful for our friendship.

  • 3 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Jane <3

    I had missed your writes so much and you sharing this with us, just, wow. Those last two lines, yes. I simply wish you comfort and peace no matter if you do end up having your own testimony/witness to God or not. It's not something that can be forced, but something deeply personal. It's heavy and I hope you feel you do not have to carry all the burden, all the weight, alone.

  • 3 years ago

    by Ren

    A very thoughtful and honest write that I think everyone can relate to in someway, whether they be religious or not.

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