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I got a new phone today and I was setting up my alarms for school.
Anonymous asked:
Why do you think you have a hard time believing in god now?
My grandma was a big part of my faith.
She always had me say my prayers before bed,
and I don’t know, everything was innocent and had a light
before she died. I stopped praying this was when I was 7, or 8ish when she passed.
I was around 13 when one
day I was thinking about my faith and I pictured it as this lit
candlestick and it gradually got dimmer and dimmer through
my years of growing up. Everything I feel is just blackened, nothing is pure. We’re all evil in our own ways, and maybe that’s why we’re punished. All these bad things that happen in our world. War. Abuse. Rape. Everything happens for a reason supposedly. Why would God let those things happen? I just feel he’s not there anymore.
What’s funny is I still believe in heaven. It’s the only place where I think my grandma could be at. She couldn’t have gone anywhere else.
Sorry if I talk about my grandma a lot, it’s just she was a huge part of my life and a big part of the reason I am who I am today. I can’t talk about God and not talk about her too.
Anonymous asked:
forever taken bu who? :D
Wait wah?
You’re asking me who I’m taken by?
