I Cry Out to You

This field looks so peaceful and serene, God. It's hard to believe there is hardship and strife throughout the world. On this day of remembrance my heart cries out to you.

I see things sometimes and wonder, "What was God thinking?" Sometimes I smile at your creativity. Other times I am saddened. Today is a sad day.

When you gave us freedom of choice you must have known some would abuse it. And yet you took that chance. You gave us a great power for such small beings. Did you know? Could you have foreseen all that has occurred?

I suppose that is about the dumbest question ever asked. Of course you knew. How could you not? And then my mind wanders to why? And then I wonder who I am to question your greatness.

When Cain slew Abel you must have seen all that would follow. It wasn't war then, but that would follow all too soon.

Our weapons of war were shoddy at best. But it wouldn't be long before the ingenuity you gave us would create monster war machines. And their sole purpose? The killing of humans.

Nation against nation was not enough for our small minds. Brother against brother came into fashion. And so it continues to this day.

With technology almost creating itself, I wonder how long it will be before humans are a thing of the past.

And still we seek bigger and better and more efficient weapons in order to kill ourselves off... with collateral damage just an insignificant byproduct of greed and the insane lust of mankind.

And so we try to absolve ourselves of any wrongdoing. We justify our outrage and rationalize our sadistic tendencies. We blame anyone and everyone but ourselves. And to help us in this shame, we set aside 'special days' designed for us to 'remember,' as if the remembrance nullifies the killing. You know how we are... the end justifies the means.

So tell me, God, before my heart hardens and becomes bitter, before I lose all hope in humanity. Because I am not you and do not forgive as easily.

Was it all worth it?

As always, thanks for listening, God... and thank you for peaceful surroundings to let me know it IS possible.

The Shattered Heart

What can you do for a shattered heart

when life comes in and rips it apart?

Where do you take it to get it mended

when it feels inside like your whole world has ended?

Who do you turn to for love and support

when the world's sins are too much to report?

When do you know if your prayers have been heard

or if maybe, in the end, they are all just absurd?

Why is there sorrow, unending and most sublime,

and that the road is always an uphill climb?

　

You haven't forgotten me have you, God?

I come to you now, no walls, no facade.

Undeserving, I humbly ask for Your Grace,

to see one positive thing I can embrace.

Because isn't it true in this world so unknown

it always boils down to just me and you alone?

And truly I should be grateful and in jubillee

that you would set aside this precious time for me

and take the time, Your wisdom to impart...

to set me free and mend my shattered heart.

A Rainbow of Thought

What an array of color there is in our thoughts and prayers. It's a virtual rainbow, flowing in, through and beyond the boundaries of our bodies.

Have I told you how wonderful this is, God? Remembered images come and go. Fantasy landscapes are born. And most precious of all are the unforgotten faces of those we have held so dear.

What a glorious invention of yours... the imagination. It can ground us or give us wings to fly above all the worries of this world. It can inspire us to do things we could not believe. It can bring us back to You.

Thank you for the rainbow today. You know how much I needed it. Your grace is awesome and unmatched.