A man freed

I know of a man who did an unthinkable thing in this generation - he believed God and believed all that he saw God do. From the beauty of his own life to the devastation of his friends and family - he believed God. He knew that the acts of the living God were to only be found in the land of the living. His life was full of peace and was surrounded by compassion from above. However, the mistakes of his youth found him and burdened him with debt from which he saw no escape. He lifted his eyes to the living God and asked for mercy - to be released from the burden of his debt and from those pursuing him for their money. From his heart and lips, he simply said to God, "I cannot go through this forever, please help me." By that man's one request to God, who he believed, God made such a total and complete end to his burden that his distress did not rise up twice to God. He sits at peace to this day. How people close their eyes to speak to the god of their imagination, I do not understand. Their prayers and sighs are unending, as if they expect the idol to get up off the tree stump (or come out of their minds) and come to their rescue. Surely, the living God would not forbid the idol from saving them, but the idol never ever moves. How destructive it has been for humanity, for generations, to place their trust in lifeless idols and gods of the dead.

People giving thanks

I always see people giving thanks. I suppose they believe God only as smart as our smartest physician; or God only as strong as our strongest military; or God only as powerful as our largest pharmaceutical conglomerate; or God only as merciful as our largest winning lottery. I could never lift my eyes and give thanks for these things - this is the equivalent of believing that God can do nothing of true worth, having no true power in the land of the living, making God an idol of the dead (where those who give thanks believe God exemplifies power). Those who give thanks should plainly see that all the idols of this place equally do nothing together in life, making their god no less an idol than the next. If those who give thanks see God in the land of the living, then they will find it absurd to compare the power of God to the intelligence of men; or the justice of God to crooks who sit behind pulpits and on chairs in high places; or the unique strangeness of God to the anthropoid qualities of humanity; or the kindness of God to the voltage of a defibrillator. If those who give thanks see God in the land of the living, then they might apply as much common sense to God as they do their own mother or brother. And when they apply their sense to God, they will plainly see how horrible God treats humanity, and how horrible humanity treats itself - adding burden onto chaos, ending in death. If those who give thanks exchange their many songs for true justice, and their endless worship for compassion, and their trust in money and idols for faith in God and what they plainly see God doing, then they will no longer receive maltreatment from God, and will live long and peacefully with God in the land of the living without the shame of decrepitness.