I always went to church
to build my faith stronger
But it has never worked that way. Instead, I actually lost my faith going to church. Luckily, but not after a long a wandering in a fruitless dessert, I did eventually regain my faith. It was built on the strength of my reasoning based on logic.
Yet another fruitless victory on my part. In that error I proved the existence of God. Here an inch off the mark was as good as a mile. Then, I gave up, and came freedom, my decision to believe, no matter what!
My belief came alive, from an inert subject becoming an active verb, a predicate, a pre-stated dictate to believing. But we must be careful when judging ourselves. We have no harsher judge than we ourselves.
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