Not sure
I used to fall to my knees?
Asking why god why?
Why now?
Why here?
Looking at the sky screaming
Questioning everything he throws
Into place I used to think I was a waste space.
With questioning the life I was living feeling Anger I was feeling like I was being judged more than loved by people who I called famillia.
I thought it was me that was the problem trying to change the thing I thought needed to be changed it was the path.
I stepped back and reviewed my life an choices I was like the rest I connect with those who were shunned how they practiced.
I can recon with the brothers & sisters of the craft,not judging of what’s happened in life.
Loving all who I met no matter of gender,lifestyle preference,who they choose to love.
Not that I turn my back on god just standing next to him but on a different path with that I have choosen. If I need him I know he’s there but his people cast stairs everywhere.
Not stairs of love or except trance but the stairs of judgement and hate.He says love one another no matter the sin no sin is bigger than another. But behind closed doors they themselves fighter a bigger battle.
To shadow what they are dealing with they say they will love all but what is that really mean.
