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The Eternal Question: God, No God, Maybe God

Sometimes, I think my soul remembers Him before my mind does, like there is something ancient stitched into my chest that pulses without needing proof. I have never seen Him with my eyes, yet I have felt Him in places where no one else was. All I had to do was pray, and the Holy Spirit filled me with tears and love. The silence got too loud, and the world stopped making sense. When my breath came back after I swore it would not. There's a way to His absence that only makes sense if He is real. I believe not because I was taught to, or because I am afraid of nothingness, but because something inside me softens every time I call His name. I have doubted, screamed at the sky, stood at graves, and wondered why mercy skips some houses. Still, I've seen beauty rise out of ash too many times to call it a coincidence. I’ve felt peace when there was no reason for it. I've watched love survive things it never should have. Science explains the world's machinery. Faith explains it's music. There is a kind of math to the stars, yes, but there's also poetry in the way the ocean knows how to kiss the shore, then leave, only to return again and again like forgiveness. I don't trust Him blindly. I trust Him because the world without Him feels too empty to bear. There are nights when my prayers feel like voicemail messages left on an ancient line, even in silence, I find presence. He doesn't speak the way I want Him to, and the problem isn’t absence, but my volume. I don't need lightning to believe. I need the way my heart steadies when I say I'm not alone. Faith to me is not certainty. It's choosing to believe when nothing is guaranteed. If God were small enough to prove, He wouldn't be big enough to trust. I believe because even in my weakest moments, something keeps holding me up.

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Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 5/1/2025 5:29:00 AM

Dear Amanda, Congrats on your amazing poem and placing in my contest! I would say that your words moved me deeply-your honesty about faith, doubt, and the ache for something more is both courageous and comforting. As I read I could feel the ancient longing stitched in your chest, the way love and pain, silence and presence, tangle together in the search for God. Like poetry itself, your faith is alive, questioning, never closed. Real belief is found in the choosing, not the certainty. Spring blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel

Unseeking Seeker

Date: 4/30/2025 9:00:00 PM

My, my! Such deep, soulful musings. A pleasure to read this today morning. Warmest congratulations on your win, Amanda.

Crystol Woods

Date: 4/30/2025 1:11:00 PM

Applause! I'm standing in tears. This is number one in my heart and a fave. So many lines in this masterpiece will stay with me, in my heart and mind... ." I have doubted, screamed at the sky, stood at graves, and wondered why mercy skips some houses. Still, I've seen beauty rise out of ash too many times to call it a coincidence. I’ve felt peace when there was no reason for it. I've watched love survive things it never should have."

Crystol Woods
Date: 4/30/2025 1:11:00 PM

"Science explains the world's machinery. Faith explains it's music. There is a kind of math to the stars, yes, but there's also poetry in the way the ocean knows how to kiss the shore, then leave, only to return again and again like forgiveness" " If God were small enough to prove, He wouldn't be big enough to trust." Thank you for sharing this! Xxoo