God’s calling you

To where will you run

To where will you turn

Who do you ask for your help

Who will give you love

 

Isn’t there a thirst, there

Deep inside your chest

A thirst you can’t seem to quench

Who’ll give you drink to quench it

 

Nothing in this world

No one in this world

You feel the emptiness

But they’re all empty, too

 

They can’t fill your longing

They can’t quench your thirst

They long for something, too

They are thirsty, too

 

Ask your questions

Who will know?

They have no answer

Apart from Me

 

Cry your tears everywhere

Throw yourself on the ground

Who will dry your face

Who will pick you up

 

You feel so very lonely

Feel that emptiness inside

Who will keep you company

Who fill will your emptiness

 

You wish for something greater

You want everlasting arms

I am that something greater

I’ll wrap you in My arms

 

I know everything about you

I know your inside out

I know all that you’ve ever done

And all your reasons why

 

To me, you aren’t a mystery

No need to make excuses

To me, you’re beautiful

No need to wear a mask

 

I will quench your thirst for love

I’m all you’ll ever need

I will fill your emptiness

And overflow your soul

 

I am what you long for

The end of your desire

Come to Me and find yourself

I am what you need.

 

 

This is one of the saddest things I’ve ever seen in my whole entire life:

~Emilino

Picture courtesy thinkatheist.com

Our universe

Our universe is profoundly large.

I mean, seriously.  Think of everything in it.  Trillions and trillions of particles and atoms, so much we can’t even begin to discover the amazing depth and number.

And all we hang by are some measly laws of physics.

Just imagine — losing a penny in the immense reaches of space.  You would have no hope of ever finding it again.  Everything in the world is made up of little tiny pieces, little tiny lifeforms made up of smaller and smaller lifeforms.

What holds it all together?

What if one day it all broke apart?  Became chaos, swirling nothingness.  What if gravity failed us?  We’d go flying into the outer reaches of space, lost forever, alone forever.

How do you know that won’t happen?

Atheism has no explanation for many, many things.  How do atheists know the world won’t end all of the sudden?

What is up?  What is down?  How did it start?  When did it start?  Why did it start?  Where did it start?

Is there no logic in our world, apart from chance?  Is chance hopeful?  Where does hope come from?  From where and what roots our imagination?  Our passion?  Are they merely chemical?

Is the physical all that exists?  Surely it isn’t.  I don’t dare to rely on what I see and feel alone.  There is a great, great emptiness in the bare physical universe.

In the physical world, there is nothing to fill the longing in our hearts.

Take a moment to soak it in.  A lonely world, a lonely universe, perhaps just one among millions of others.  Innumerable expanses, miles upon miles, thousands of billions of light years.  Empty space.  Held together by things we cannot explain, and therefore cannot trust.  Things we do not understand, and have no hope that we ever will.  No hope.  All life will end, and therefore all life is meaningless.  An unknown beginning.  An unknown end.  Every man for himself.  No God.  No spiritual existence.  This is it.  This is all we have.  And if, in fact, this is all we have, we really have nothing at all.  Nothing that will last.  One day, we will lie down and never rise again.  So what’s the point?

To where will you turn if all things end to hopeless catastrophe, you lonely life among many?

 

~Emilino