If I Didn’t Believe in
God.
If I didn’t believe in God,
I’d be in a world that
just happened,
like an encyclopedia coming
from
a bomb blast in a book
shop.
If I didn’t believe in God,
whenever I was alone, I’d
have
nobody to talk to except
myself,
no loving, attentive Ears.
If I didn’t believe in God,
I’d say, “Everything goes.”
If it feels good, do it.
Until it doesn’t.
If I didn’t believe in
God.
I’d feel like I was in a
hall of mirrors.
with all its distortions.
No way to get out except
death.
If I didn’t believe in God,
death would be it.
I’d have no hope
of a Heavenly Home.
If I didn’t believe in
God,
I wouldn’t receive His
forgiveness.
I wouldn’t have anyone to
thank
for the good things in my
life.
If I didn’t believe in God,
when troubles came my way,
I’d have no supernatural
help.
Impossibilities would be
the norm.
If I didn’t believe in
God,
others wouldn’t matter
much to me.
I wouldn’t see them
as His valued creation.
If I didn’t believe in
God.
Sanity would be hard to
keep.
I wouldn’t feel His comfort
in this crazy, mixed-up
world.
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