Gods Son
Simply put, that is what I am. One man under God, yet different from other men, but that’s what makes us all the same. That’s our common ground. My strengths are my strengths, just as my flaws are my flaws. But my flaws are not the flaws of all other men, just some of them…But we are all flawed, we are all imperfect gems. Be it a stone of obsidian or the largest diamond, both possess the same acute ability to shine. When the day dawns…because of those crevices….because they are flawed. Under the right ray of sun that crevice becomes, light. It could become so bright that its blinding, so bright that if you stare long enough, you no longer see black or white and at night? They both twinkle beneath moon light and fall to the same darkness, darkness that intertwines our obsidian and diamond stones once more. When we lose sight, it’s not that they no longer exist because we know they are stones and can’t move on their own. We no longer need to see them to know they are there. Our gems are resolute in the storm, though they may come out battered and scarred, their glimmer lives on. Those flaws may become deeper or more may appear, but our flaws can birth beautiful, bright, blinding light…if the clouds were to break…and the sun’s shine was just right….but even when it’s cold as Hell. a full sun always shines. It’s always in the sky, even at night, just like the moon in the day…or in it’s full bloom at night. All I’m saying is, I’m obsidian stone. My strength is my own, my flaws are my flaws. They created tears and unruly fears, but they are my flaws and I try to eliminate them all. Why? Because I am an imperfect gem seeking perfection. Because I’m an obsidian stone. But you are a large diamond, same host of imperfections, the title of stone applies to us both. Truth is…I am God’s son…just as Jesus was…Just as every other man is. Because we are all his children…all the same because we are different.R. $olo
P.S.-I'm not a religious dude, but my Faith in Him is Unwavering...Believe that. I've been to the lowest valley and back...This pen offers ascension for me. Glory be to Our Father...
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