Why I need God

 

Do I really need you?

 

Let’s be honest, here in America, life is great.

 

There are no (sometimes, but let’s use this time, as an example) financial, physical, emotional worries.

 

But in truth, as I peer back over my vast peaks and troughs of my life, I realize, why it’s not only when in need, I am in need of you, but perhaps even far more, I’m in need of you, when I’m not.

 

You see, the human condition is such, that we are a mixture of personas:

 

ideals, as lofty as the highest heaven

 

instincts, both as primal and as debased as the lowest depths

 

and to make matters worse, an ego, capable of absolute malice (when it feels it has been offended)