A place where everything and nothing makes sense is a sentence I've kept with me for a lot of years. Here lately it's making a lot of sense. I tend to go off on rants easily, and find it hard why others don't do the same.
You could say I'm eccentric.. without
+ more bio informationGod is everything. Hate. Love. Righteousness. Vengeance. All emotions said a hundred thousand ways, spoken and not. "I am that I am," God told Moses during the Exodus to say concerning who was sending him as messenger. We are ALL created in the image of the One true God, so does that mean God is self loathing? Maybe. We all h... More..
There is no more holier a structure than the church.. and I don't mean the building. Oh no, not even close. Jesus did in Matthew 16:18 say "And I say also unto thee, That thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it." This is a bad translation for the word churc... More..
First of all, ALL things come from God.. and that means EVERYTHING! Good. Bad. Righteous. Wicked. It is all from the same maker. We get in the way of that by saying we have "free will," or free and independent choice to do as we want. That means reguardless of the laws set up, by Man or by God, we can do as we want to. That m... More..
First off, you will NEVER know God the way God is. Some people have an idea, an inkling, but that's about it. I think of God as the prize you get in the box of cereal. You don't know where it is, and really don't know how it's going to come out. Could be at the top of the box, the middle, or even the bottom, but it usually co... More..
For me the hardest thing about being faithful, in any belief, is death. We don't get or understand at the moment of a loved one's passing that their soul is going to a far better place, and trust me, I've lost quite a few family members and friends. Nothing can stop it, and nothing can bring back those we love. We simply have... More..
It's almost dawn and I don't know where the hell I am. Panic overtakes me as I look at my surroundings. The smell of garbage and urine fills my nose and I realize I'm in a dumpster. Vomit tries to make it's way up my throat as I catch a step and tumble out of the dumpster onto the wet ground. Dawns light begins to turn the sk... More..
If you believe in a God that performs good works and loves us unconditionally, then you're only getting half of the story. Without God, NOTHING would exist...including the bad that occurs in our lives. Being responsible for anything is seen as something for which one is responsible; a duty, obligation, or burden.' God took th... More..
I see writing as both a gift and a curse in the same breath, and it wavers a lot of time near insanity. Imagine not being able to convey a thought, or idea. Being stuck looking at a flashing vertical line on a blank computer screen. Then imagine getting the idea out, and it being so good people write you and praise your work ... More..
Walking, almost skipping, down the street, the man in black gets closer to the bar he was in earlier, and begins humming 'If I Only Had A Brain." In the bar, three older Italian men sit around a table. One counting money from the night's till, one pouring a drink for himself and the other two, and the other lighting a fat cig... More..
She could hear him breaking glass and smashing furniture in his house from the outside. He'd been at in now for about twenty minutes, and didn't appear to be losing steam. Just a pause, then him yelling and something being broken. Amazing really. This type of neighborhood was white collar. Trimmed yards. Lunch parties and lad... More..
Zachariah Langley
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