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Dear God,

A few questions about love.

By Amelia MoorePublished 5 months ago 2 min read
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Dear God,

I had a discussion with a priest today,

He held a Bible above me with a smile,

I asked him some questions about love today,

His cheeks twitched, and we settled in for a while.


So anyway, I learned a lesson,

About demon scales and angel wings.

How the demons are painted the color of rainbows,

But the angels pure white as anything.


I wasn’t exactly happy with that,

My brother’s the boy-kissing kind,

So I’m here with a query, a question for you:

What of all those beings divine?


We humans are prone to romanticize things,

You can’t blame us; we’re so quick to die,

And loving earth is all that we’re good for,

Before our gravesite makes up the sky.


I wonder about all those stories we write,

The demon, and angel who fell,

And kissed like their pure hearts were breaking,

In the divinely-burning beauty of hell.


Have your angels really experienced emotion?

Discovered it in an enemy’s embrace?

Why, I would think it seems reasonable,

Two dressed white in leather and lace,


You blessed them as they walked down the aisle,

Or so all our legends say,

Heaven up high, falling so sweetly to sin,

Clouds block out the sunlight today.


So that’s all I wanted to ask of you,

How far does your benevolence extend?

I’m sure you would praise all those lovers,

The rivers of wife-kissing men,


But I have a hard time believing,

What my priest said was true,

That the inside of my brother’s heart,

Would be black as sins in your view.


How many evils would you condone?

Would you bless angels and demons in love?

I believe in the idea of peace,

Bright white, the kind wings of the dove,


Perhaps my supposition that you believe in love,

Is actually absolutely untrue,

And instead the day your son died for us,

Was the day love died out for you.


Maybe that’s when you fell down screaming,

After losing the war humans made for themselves,

Let your death paint the color of our histories,

The shades of rules we fight against and rebel.


You let that book be our Guardian Angel,

Which disdains bright boy-loving love,

With your mouth bound and gagged and our words forced in,

Muffled “No!”s from up above.


And now we pass along our hatred,

The feeling bred neatly into our cells,

To romanticize angels and demons,

Waltzing and laughing in hell.


So that’s my final dying query,

What’s considered illegal to you?

Let all of us lawbreakers paint ourselves golden,

And let the rainbow wings shine through.

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Amelia Moore

17-year-old writer who hopes to write stories for a living someday-- failing that, I'd like to become a mermaid.

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  • Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock5 months ago

    This is beautiful, Amelia. Religious institutions are so good at preserving the traditions & artifacts of faith but then tend to sink into the Pharisaic trap of believing that keeping them is the essence of & how they practice their faith. But while the preservation is a good thing, it is neither the same as the gospel message nor the practice of living as one of Jesus' disciples. (I hesitate, as a Christian pastor, to speak for any other faiths, but suspect that the same is probably true for them.) The gospel message, to me, is quite simple: 1. God loves you & there's nothing you can do to change that. I mean, we did the absolute worst thing we could possibly do--kill God's child. But when that child rose from the dead, it wasn't to get even. It was to guide us home. Even as he was dying on the cross, Jesus did not curse us but rather begged God to forgive us. 2. God's grace is always for us. Nothing is ever going to pull God away from watching at the gate, waiting for the prodigal to come home. Not even telling God to shove it or go away. Not even wishing God was dead. 3. All that God desires from us, knowing we'll often fall short (cf. #2), is that we treat one another with that same love & grace. That's what it is to be a disciple. To grow in the love & grace of God through Jesus Christ. It's what John Wesley described as becoming perfect--"To be perfected in the love of Jesus Christ." Evidence of the Church's failure as an institution to practice the preaching & teaching it fights to preserve can be found on its treatment of this very subject in Romans 1 & 2. The vast tradition of the church has been to separate these two chapters into separate pericopes as portions of scripture which can be understood properly on their own. Then, as an institution, we double down on our error by insisting that chapter 1 condemns the practice of homosexuality in spite of the fact that Paul makes explicit he's talking about idolatry. Why is that the doubling down of our error? Because the first error lies in separating the passages. Dividing them means that the second begins with "Therefore". Chapter 2 is the answer to the issues or premises raised in chapter 1. If that answer followed logically, you would expect it to condemn homosexual/idolatrous acts. But it doesn't. Paul declares, "Therefore, you have no excuse when you judge one another...." The conclusion is, "Do not judge," which countermands the premises lifted up in chapter 1. What that means is that Paul is not conducted his teaching by logical proof, but with rhetoric, catching them up in a trap where "Do not judge" hits home with particular force. Traditionalists, refuse to acknowledge this in spite of the fact that, as far as I'm concerned, it's incontrovertible & as plain as the nose on our faces. Our short attention span, coupled with this simplistic notion that all scripture must be true & inerrant (Paul only declares that all scripture is "inspired by God"--so are we, yet I never hear any of them declaring that we're inerrant, unless you happen to be Catholic & are speaking only of the Pope), tripled with social norms that have largely held homosexuality as taboo, all combine to keep our minds shrouded, ignoring the height, depth, breadth & more of God's grace & love. The priest you reference (real or imagined), would probably call me a heretic. Not that I would compare myself to either Jesus or Paul, but the religious authorities said the same about them. And all I can respond is, it's in the Bible. It is thoroughly & consistently biblical. So choose. Call me a heretic & reject the biblical teaching put forth consistently by both Jesus & Paul, or open our hearts, minds, spirits & souls to the fullness of the gospel & let the love & grace of God through Jesus Christ (or whichever of God's messengers teach the same), shine forth in all its splendor. Thank you for writing this so poignantly, beautifully & powerfully, Amelia, & for sharing it with us. Just so you know, our son was gay. But I had come to most of these conclusions long before he was born. I've taught & preached on this subject every time homophobia has risen its ugly head in virtually every parish I've served. Those churches all being rural in the states of Missouri, South Dakota, & Kansas, you can pretty much guess how dearly that's been taken to heart. Some have been thrilled to find that there is sound scriptural warrant for believing that God does not condemn homosexuality but rather explicitly warns against judging others for it. More typically, the response has been, "You may be right, pastor, but we're just not ready for it." For the most part, people just ignore or forget & go right back to what others tell them they should believe, without ever once looking it up & reading it for themselves. Two of the churches I served in the past (& who knew & dearly loved our son), have left their respective denominations over the issue--one UCC & the other UMC. One of my great guilty pleasures, borne of tragedy, is that a month after our son died, he was posthumously awarded the Youth Denman Award for Evangelism. It is probably the most prestigious & highly coveted award among conservatives/traditionalists in our denomination. The bishop who had to preside over the session at annual conference where the award was presented is the singularly most insistent & driving force pushing for disaffiliation from the UMC. And he had to sit there & take it, fully knowing what it meant. That's a whole lot more than I'm sure you wanted to read or hear, Amelia. But it's a subject over which I'm extremely passionate & I wanted you to know just how much it means to me that you have written this. Blessings, love & grace.

  • Kelly Robertson5 months ago

    I'm so glad you wrote this even after the challenge closed. It's marvelous and wrestles with one of the biggest questions that so many of us struggle to find the answer to. It's heartfelt and relatable. Well done!

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