Patience

I write it in the sand and wait for the waves to come to wash it away. As if that might be an indication that it would be all right to lose it! Who do I think I am?

Am I exempt from the drudgery of the trials which come with daily living? Am I to be delivered from the courage it takes to get through the pain? Is my path to be an easier, softer trudge than my neighbor's? Who do I think I am?

Where is it written that my lesson today should come easy? Who is it that told me life was fair? Where is the justice in being elite? Who do I think I am?

I was told long ago that I have patience right up until the time I lose it. I believed it then. I believe it now. So God... who do I think I am?

OMG Can You Hear Me?

It seems like every time I come to you, God, it's always a petition. I suppose I know that's not entirely true, but lately I've been so needy and help is so very hard to find. I'm at my wit's end. You know the help I need. And it isn't something that should be put off. It's just a small favor I need and will only take about ten minutes. Please send an angel to help me.

Thank you in advance for your help.

Inspiration

It was a wonderful day I spent with you, God. I felt as though there was nothing I couldn't do. The ideas came so fast that I was afraid I would miss one in the swirling of the thoughts.

Thoughts are strange creatures to me. I am constantly amazed at how one day it doesn't seem that I have one intelligible thought. And then the next day I am flooded with them. Inspiration is a funny thing and it's one of those things that you either have it or you don't.

On the days I don't I sometimes feel guilty. I wonder if I offended you and you hardened my heart to all the good things in life. But then the good days come and I feel as though I am back in your Graces once more.

The reality is I am never out of grace with you. It is only my perception that makes it so. I anxiously await another day like this one. My heart is light and my senses are filled with hope and serenity.

Thank you for listening. You are an Awesome God.

2x4 to the Side of the Head

I wonder, God. How many times will I have to get this 2x4 up side of the head before I just listen without questioning? You know I have already had enough of them to build a house ten times over. But does that sway me? Noooooooo!!!!!!

Maybe one day I will learn. In the meantime, thank you for putting up with me. I'm beginning to think I'm a horrible kid.

The Last Resort

You know, God, I've shut you out once again. I know it's not a news flash to you. I didn't even realize I was doing it.

　

The pain was so much. I hurt at a level I didn't think the human spirit could endure. And even though my heart knew the answer, my head wouldn't allow me me go there. I now feel embarrassed and unworthy of your attention. Why is it that I place you in such low regard? You should be my first option, not my last.

　

But I am human. I make mistakes by very definition of the word. I haven't chosen wisely with this power of free will you have so lovingly bestowed upon me. Help me to know that in spite of my blindness, You will always lead me back to You.

　

As always, I thank you for listening to me and putting up with my inconsistencies.