what a quaint little fable

i have been involved in religion all my life.
My grandparents introduced me to southern baptist an Jehovahs witness.
i followed up with Catholicism, Lutheran, Protestant and Judaism.
i got tired of practicing religion and decided to implement it, i became a deist minister.
There is a certain kind of light that shines on those who have taken the vows. It does not shine on me.

i believe it is because i struggle with my faith. i know that god is out there, i know it because i have seen him work his hand in my life.

i also believe that maybe i have asked too much of him and have become the poor kin, that i have heard so much about.

All i ask for now from him is that he forgives everyone i have wronged and gives them a piece of my place in heaven. i dont need salvation, its probably too late anyway, but i do need to know that my sins to others is washed from their lives and they can have peace.