FINDING GOD
Once, I had a great idea for a book.
Intuition is something that works differently with every writer. But certain aspects of it are universal and 7 out of 10 times, most writers know when they’ve hit on a bestseller idea.
The title I came up with had an eerie, sombre and perfect ring to it, ‘Finding God’.
It was supposed to chronicle the delicate and hazardous journey to faith amidst the chaotic tumbles of a fallen world and its sceptical and embittered populace.
I had grand plans and high targets. Plans for a book that covered all the angles, from abstract philosophical questions to hard scientific evidence.
It was a great idea,
But I didn’t write that book…
Once, I heard someone say, that every great writer must know how to create alternate realities
A clear cut dichotomy between what he felt and what he wanted his audience to feel
A difference between what he knew to be true and what he wanted his audience to believe…
Maybe I’ll never be a great writer but I don’t like to tell a lie if I can help it.
And every sincere person knows that a true search for God always leads to one inevitable discovery.
Nobody finds God by searching, I knew that much to be true…
It was a great idea for a book,
But I had the characters in reverse
God is not the one that needs finding out…
Befuddled in a myriad of vain ideas and religious bottlenecks
Bogged down by hate and rivalry
Haunted by sickness, plagued by death
If man doesn’t need help, I don’t know who does…
So this is the story
One man, lost in a maze. Two men actually.
Both of them surrounded by a thick wall of pain and disappointment, of anger and fear. Add to that a web of lies and half-truths.
God comes to find both men, all men actually…
One man lets himself be found, lets God lead him out of the maze
The other, the other retreats deeper into the maze…
That’s the story,
That’s the book I’ll write…
