In Love
At first,
he was overjoyed to accept
the things these people told him.
He fell in love with the thought
of a God who would watch over
all of his pain
and all of his joy
and all of his struggles.
But then he met a girl
who thought the world
was our own making.
Who thought that pain happened for no reason
other than to hurt us,
and that joy happened for no reason
other than to make us happy,
and that our struggles happened for no reason
other than to show us the world is hard.
Eventually,
he fell in love with the girl,
and in turn her thoughts.
He fell in love
with how she saw pain
and joy
and our struggles.
He fell in love
with her smile
and with her hair
and with her laugh
and with her anger.
Soon though,
he realized
that her thoughts had poisoned
his whole being.
Whether good
or bad
he absorbed it all.
He started to fall in a pit,
so deep,
and so dark,
that he only knew he was alive
because he felt pain.
He couldn't see her anymore,
and had long forgotten his God.
So, as he lay in that pit,
he asked a question
that rang off the walls.
He said,
"Why did this happen,
and why am I here?"
And he remembered that God,
the one he gave up,
and had thrown away.
The one who gave him the answer to that question.
So, for the first time in a long time,
he looked up to the sky
and he said,
"I know that I haven't said anything,
in such a long time,
but Lord please,
help me."
Then a light filled the pit,
and he began to rise up.
He looked around,
and saw the world he had been in
before he fell in love
with that girl.
So, he walked to find her,
and tell her about the world he was in now.
When he finally found her,
she was at the bottom of a pit too,
so he fell on his knees
and looked to the sky
and he said,
"I know that she's not the one
who is calling out to You,
but Lord please,
help her."
He watched as she came up
from the bottom
and met him.
She stared at the world around them,
and fell in love
with the God she didn't believe in.