Maybe God’s Hand Is Just Too Heavy, To Help Us

I sprayed a bunch of weeds and then found I had initiated the process of terminating a bunch of bugs and worms. I saw them squirming in poison I had placed for the weeds. The only problem is, I do not mind worms or bugs as long as they are not crawling on me.

I used a heavy hand to kill the weeds and found I had killed more than I had anticipated.

While I was in the shower this morning there was a centipede walking around on the floor of the tub. It got caught up in the water and was near the drain, struggling to survive, so I moved to nudge it to the top of the tub, so that it could go back to where it came from, which was probably behind the wall, but I damaged it.

It suffered and then I had to crush it.

I tried to intercede, but my hand was too heavy and I killed a form I was trying to save.

Maybe I am too powerful to save the forms I wish to save.

Maybe my hand is to broad to isolate and destroy the weeds.

Maybe <GOD> is simply too powerful and broad to save us, without hurting us?

“james”

About A Robots Voice

There is a life and my name is James. When I speak it is because the physical has allowed me to do so. I am trying to find my way and in the process bring my physical nature to a place and time of rebirth. To be there when it takes its first steps as a child of God.
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