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Models of Reality In Religion

The “existence of God” can’t be proven by Science. Since man’s reasoning seems to run God off the rails. There’s the alternate view that “the world just exists,” But whatever your take, devil lives in details. How can God truly be the creator of all Without Nature revealing the heart of His plan? That the Bible purports to do so still requires The insertion of petrified pride born of man. That God is the “I Am,” that the “Universe Is,” These are models of truth and they both could be true, Or they both could be false, both ideas simply thoughts And what God sees as truth simply not clear to you. Even Bible tells us Christ is model of Him, Simply meant to help man get a sense of our God, With a Nature that always shows love to a child And God’s Grace to adult more deserving of rod! But the value of model lies hidden in truth That’s revealed when we follow the logical path Of its leading, no quarter be given or asked, Any fool see the truth if he follows the math. It would seem then God’s best known by studying Christ And the universe best known by studying stars Just by light do we fathom it even has bounds, Where Christ’s words are the fodder of tough seminars. There’s no doubt that both Christ’s words and stars do exist. Who’s to say equal traction of both is involved. Are Christ’s words really just as the Bible reports? And do stars really shine as we think they’ve evolved? But can universe be source of Christ, much less God? To my mind, simply does not compute that it could But a God might explain everything that we see And yet God that is real doesn’t mean that He would. So though logic seems clearly not helpful to choose, If believing in God brings you peace in the night, If an uncaring universe means there’s no judge, There’s no “Reason” I see not to trust your insight. Seems to me these two models are locked in a draw If, emotion is always swept under the rug, The most human of aspects dismissed like a dream, Oh, how wretched the day we must go without hug. I am tempted to itemize blessings of life And compare them to universe born without mind, Like the blessing that Science Truth even exists, And the miracle those who seek frequently find. Universally true that we could have lucked out, Maybe God who created us just doesn’t care? But if lessons hurt still we are able to learn. And if God doesn’t love us then why would He share? Perhaps Nature itself demonstrates God exists Though we know for a fact that man’s flesh soon will die, If creation is born of a God that persists What's the evidence proving man’s soul is a lie? Both the Christian and Atheist live lives of faith If you’re tempted to suggest soul concept's puerile Let me posit that neither can prove other wrong, And then challenge your evidence our death is real! Brian Johnston September 22, 2015

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Date: 9/27/2015 5:54:00 PM
Thank you very much. I participate in forensics, we perform pieces (like yours), but the rules say that for me to be able to perform a piece it must be published and printed. I would like to use your piece because i am very found of it but i cant if it isnt published. I hope this clarifies. And thank you very much for your poetry.
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Date: 9/26/2015 8:41:00 AM
I really like this poem. Is it published? I need to know for forensics. If it isnt published then i can not perform it. Please respond soon. Thank You!
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Date: 9/26/2015 10:38:00 AM
Dear Bjorn, Well I really like that you like my poor poem albeit I find your post a bit cryptic as well. Let's suppose for a moment though that it is published since you found and read it on PoetrySoup.com, if this is in fact true and it suits your fancy, by all means in the spirit of brotherhood that I infer by your confusion, our mutual confusion I might add, please perform it to your hearts content my dear friend!

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