It was Sunday,
my family and I were sitting in front row so we could get the best view possible
as if He would see us more clearly. A man dressed in a green, gold, and white robe
speaks vividly of the teachings that we as people of God must live throughout
our lives. As I’m sitting there listening to the man’s words I notice the
elderly woman in front of me. She was dressed in the casual “going to church”
attire and around her late 60s or early 70s. At first it seemed like she was
just silently praying to herself until suddenly her body began to shake and
quiver as if she was possessed by some kind of stronger force. Raising her
hands and crying out the prayers as if she had been punished and now begs for
forgiveness. The voice of the preacher began to fade as if I wasn't hearing him
at all, like I was inside my own head thinking and listening to my own thoughts.
At that very moment everything was all a blur, like nothing existed but my own
thoughts. My surroundings vanished and all I could think about was is this all
for real? Seeing that woman lose herself made me question all the teachings
that have been forcefully molded into my very being. Is this what we are
taught? Are we supposed to pray for miracles of forgiveness when really all we
get in return is silence? I began to see
everything going on around me from a different view, like my eyes had been
opened. Everyone I looked at was just reading the words off the paper like it
was a routine, their voices dull and insincere. Everything I ever knew felt
like it had just been exposed as a lie. I just began to see everything I once
knew as a way to control people, and make their decisions for them. I couldn't wrap
my mind around my own thoughts it was like I was completely confused but clear
at the same time. That very moment felt like an eternity.
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