Psalm of the Practicing Agnostic

I’ve tried gritting my teeth,

But ended up grinding them.

I’ve tried getting a grip,

But ended up grappling.

The bootstraps were pulled,

But snapped like suspenders.

I haven’t been anxious for nothing,

But worry about everything.

 

Agnosticism doesn’t play well,

While an impersonal God takes it personally.

“Relax your jaw,

Loosen your grip,

Lace up your cross trainers.

Let’s go. Follow Me.

My yoke is easy,

And the burden? Light.”

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “Psalm of the Practicing Agnostic

Thanks for your time and thoughts.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s