I believe in god, I love him so much, he is my savior but sometimes I feel like he isn’t there he dous not care for me. Im not even sure he’s there but I go to church every Sunday I pray every night but every thing seems to go wrong my mom thinks, he thinks I can handle all the stuff he puts on me. but I cant I pray every night telling him to not put any more stress on me or I will leave his side and I wont be a christian I already believe in black magic few more things and I go on the wrong side I probly wont mean to but lets say my mom dies and the only one I hate for it is god I turn away from him and do all this black magic witch craft whatever you want to call it, but I wont mean to I will just turn away because of sorrow. and I will do the magic to try to bring her back. so yes he’s real how do you think the first people were therebecause of him but just because he created the world dousnt mean he’ll watch over his people he’s there but just not for me.
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