Why did you make food, God? Why did you give us hunger, Lord? Man must work through the sweat of his brow. Throughout his life, toil and plough. Sometimes creates conflict between integrity and temptation. And even before the outcome, anxiety during gestation. What is the price of your integrity? May be as low as your monthly salary! Don't get me wrong; I am not judging. A lot of times, I have indulged in fudging. All of our lives spent hustling at work. Ignoring family, compromising health, to be someone's clerk. Paapi peth to fill, over morals we debate. Rationalize and compromise, just to fill our plate. Then, even in food there are grades and categories. A seven course gourmet meal or scraps, what's your territory? A lifestyle to maintain And keep the family name. People try to weigh and gauge our economics According to our palette and gastronomics. Depending on what's on your plate and the variety. That then, leads to some more social disparity. Good Lord, why did You make food? You created it all, and thought it was good! It's not just food or stomachs to survive. But why Lord did you give man a sex drive? While we're on the subject Lord, if I may? A few more thoughts would like to say. Why did you create so many races? Ethnicities, precious metals, variables, climate and sex. Many with ill-health and some with birth defects. And why not distribute beauty And intelligence to all equally? You blessed us with eyes to see. But in front of us there is porn and TV. And what is it with all these feelings. That I find myself constantly dealing? Jealousy, depression, guilt, revenge and pride. Constantly attempting to peek through my stride. Why did you make us, God? I am not worthy to try to understand. I know it's all just part of Your master plan. We live in a fallen world and sometimes I feel trapped inside. Unable to comprehend all this diversity. Especially with all this complexity. I know your plan was good, And for us to live in brotherhood. Everyone has something unique to offer. Like a bouquet of sweet incense at your altar. All of us united in the body of Christ. who didn't succumb to these, instead for us He paid the price! -RUELHA www.ruelha.com
Paapi peth (Hindi)- literally translates as ‘the sinner stomach’ which means the real sinner is the stomach and hunger, not the person itself 🙃😉🙃😉🍽
I am just a lay person. I am not a pastor and am not associated with any religious organization. I write about my own personal feelings, my beliefs …and fiction too. Somedays I have strong faith and somedays I fight with God and debate. I feel it is okay to feel down and depressed or angry, even as a Christian. As long as we do not languish in negative emotions that leads to carnal thinking and ignoring the accomplishments of the Cross and the acknowledgement of God’s infinite mercy and grace, it is okay to have moments of human weakness. I may be wrong….in penning it all down. But this blog is about my journey and experiences while in pursuit. I’m still in pursuit and this blog records my progress. Sometimes my grades just drop😅😉☺….like drastically. That’s when I write poems like Wake Me Up and Comfortably Numb.