I'll Laugh If GOD Turns Out To Be A Martian!

 


 

       I was on a public bus and it was full of students relaxing and talking about all kinds of topics. Can you imagine, bro? If God were as perfect as they say, why so many injustices, wars and crimes? So many bad things and in the end GOD is going to be a Martian from another world. We, for being such shameless children, will be food for them. Like cows are for us. We all laughed at this young man's comment and his frustrations, which were obviously many.    

        I got home and that evening I started to think about the young man's comment. I found myself asking God and begging him that after so many good and bad things that one goes through, that in the end I wouldn't end up being a Martian from another world and a cow to eat.

        I found myself asking myself the question, Who is God and what purpose does he have for us in this imperfect world?

        I answered myself. My God was going to have a divinity in his face. He was going to be my superhero and he would be beautiful. Not like a physically ugly Martian. Because the ugly one was the role of Satan. 

        I imagine a serious GOD, and then I discover that he is funny, diverse and somewhat sad. Full of love and tranquility. Without anxiety, a GOD of peace. All of that at the same time. A GOD who would have a heavenly light around him. A GOD who came to save us from something bad.  

         That it will be so gentle and sweet that we will be silent to hear its wisdom that would be so simple and easy to understand. Nothing complicated or fictitious. The peace we would feel when hearing its wisdom would be sincere.

        I will not feel weak or in pain. I will feel strong, joyful, and full of love. All my anxieties will disappear. I will feel in control and liberated.

        Satan, who was the oppressor and tyrant, when he felt the presence of GOD and felt his peace, was perplexed, scared and totally disoriented. He ran away from his presence and power. He puts so much fear in us and when we call out to GOD and GOD arrives, he is the fearful one. 

        I ask you, my GOD, that the blood of Christ covers us and protects us. Do not let that “bully” come near us. Let him show that you are more powerful than him. We have your sacred covering and as long as we want you will give us your protection. You are a true gentleman and you only come to us when we invite you. You are not introduced. You are our champion and our idol. GOD will have the Martian to eat Satan. Hahaha.

 

 

 

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