Why I Pray

I pray not because
I don’t believe in myself.
I pray because
I know my limits.

I pray not because
I am a bubble of hope.
I pray because
I am uncomfortably practical.

I pray not because
I don’t have friends.
I pray because
I know only humans.

I pray not because
I am afraid.
I pray because
I need reinforcements for the battle I chose.

I pray not because
My folks taught me to.
I pray because
I want to.

I pray not because
I think of religion as “absolute.”
I pray because
I believe God is love.

11 thoughts on “Why I Pray

    1. Of course, I don’t mind answering that.
      I think they are both exactly the same thing. When you really love someone or something, you feel like you can take on the whole world. You feel powerful, supreme.
      Also, when you truly believe in God, you can never really hurt someone knowingly. You want to be good. You become loving. ☺❤

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      1. Thank you, Mia, for taking the time to answer my stupid question. Despite the fact i’m not a “believer”, and despite the fact that i suspect these two are not the same, i find your answer wonderful. Especially : “when you truly believe in God, you can never really hurt someone knowingly”. Thank you, dear.

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      2. Outosego, it is always a pleasure to interact with you! So you are most welcome. ☺
        As I once heard somewhere, “Love means protecting.” It all boils down to that. We pray to God for protection (from evil, problems etc.). We are ever-ready to protect those we love.
        Honestly, to me it doesn’t matter if someone believes in “God” specifically. If they just believe in goodness, that’s good enough. For both of these ways ultimately lead to love. 😀
        Just the opinions of a twenty something… 😅

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      3. You’ re very wise for a twenty something, dear. It is a pleasure to interact with you, also. I would love to ask you more questions on this, and -somehow- around this topic, but i don’t want to bother you with my own struggles. I started as a believer when i was young, and pure, and innocent. What i’ve experienced, though, later on in life, changed my way of thinking. I find thyself kind and generous, though, and without any kind of a supreme help. My grandparents, my parents, and the nature itself were good enough as a power, a supreme, an elegant and a wonderful one.

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      4. Don’t worry about bothering me. It’s actually sort of nice to have these intellectual conversations, as a diversion from the everyday mundane life. 🙂
        Also, I agree with you that whether we believe in God or not, we all have to accept the fact that until and unless we, humans (family, friends etc.) are there for each other, nothing can happen. I’m glad that you found that in your family. 😀

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      5. Thanks , Mia, Thank you, dear. I don’t want to be misunderstood and I want you to know that i do not underestimate the power of faith, whatever faith might be for anyone and everyone. Neither do i blame the people who try to find comfort through praying. I fully respect them. Have a wonderful day, dear. Thank you, for sharing your thoughts with me on this.

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