{"id":180,"date":"2020-04-15T09:00:00","date_gmt":"2020-04-15T14:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/?p=180"},"modified":"2020-04-14T15:15:25","modified_gmt":"2020-04-14T20:15:25","slug":"if-ever-there-was-a-god","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/?p=180","title":{"rendered":"If Ever There Was a God"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>If there ever was a god, she was in the gentle breeze that came in the summer. She was in the flower at the side of the road that stubbornly kept growing. She was in the silky coat of a cat lying in the sun.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If there ever was a god, she was the sweat after a hard-earned victory. She was the pounding heart of one riding high on success. She was the breath that stole away and gave way to tears of joy.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If there ever was a god, she\u2019s long gone now. If there ever was a god, she\u2019s choked on our clouds of smoke. If there ever was a god, she\u2019d know more than anyone that the dead can\u2019t rise from their grave. If there ever was a god, she won\u2019t be returning.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If there ever was a god, she would have liked to see her children thrive. If there ever was a god, she\u2019d want to see clear blue skies again. If there ever was a god, she\u2019d have begged for us to never stop trying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I think that if there ever was a god, she would have wanted us to follow in her footsteps. If there ever was a god, I think she would have liked us to force our way through hard times. If there ever was a god, I think she\u2019d have liked to see another one.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If there ever was a god, there could always be another.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If there ever was a god, and if ever that god has gone, I think we are the ones meant to take her place.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If ever there was a god, who&#8217;s to say that we aren&#8217;t her chosen ones?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If there ever was a god, she was in the gentle breeze that came in the summer. She was in the flower at the side of the road that stubbornly kept growing. She was in the silky coat of a cat lying in the sun.&nbsp; If there ever was a god, she was the sweat&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[41,40,43],"class_list":["post-180","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-bravery","tag-hope","tag-perseverance"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/180","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=180"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/180\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":181,"href":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/180\/revisions\/181"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=180"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=180"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bellesbooknook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=180"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}