Homily on Humble Me

Life concocted many incidents that helped me behave as though I were an accident created by God and that there is nothing I can do to help this God correct its errors that caused me to be defected. Of course, secretly I was entertaining the idea that God has great purpose for me and secretly I was expressing deep disappointment that God created me as an inferior inmate in his kingdom. This birthed feelings of rejection in its perfect power to create all things perfect. What about me! I used to cry to God as I shed invisible tears that spilled all over God canvas so as to make sure it did not create more rejects and if he made them he would have to keep them in his workshop indefinitely. To top up these messages that were welling-up in my wellness I was petrified that God knows about out all my thoughts on its idea of immaculate image of its likeness. An idea that made me petrified even more is that God has the unsurpassed ability to abandon me when I need it most or altogether and much, much more damning is that God can finish me off by letting me roast alive

Back then roasting alive or hanging from a cross made no sense as means of confirming God’s support of conformity, compliance or compensation God’s Gift of Life. Accepting all the dogmas that indoctrinated my soul to believe it was lost and abandoned was more agony than seared nerves and oxidized cells.

All I can say to God right now is,

Thank you for all that brought me to the nook of knowing myself firsthand and, accepting my perfected purpose to serve Universe just as I AM

One more thing I can say to God right now,
I apologize for accusing God of miscreating its image and likeness in me

Angel of introspection, thank you for helping God to assist me in digging me out of the archives of misguided representation of facts