Dear God
I know it's been a while since we've spoken
And I know I haven't been the best at communicating but-
Lately my life has become so chaotic and confusing
I'm back in your presence and this time it's by my own choosing
For I am desperately afraid of losing but-
Do You even want me here?
Your children condemn me for the mistakes I made
And as they dig my grave I can't help but join in
They count their blessings while I count my sins like stars
Seven days a week turned into seven deadly sins
Do you love me any less than them?
I was happy without You
I was content without Your rules and regulations
The bible felt like one long list of condemnations
Am I going to hell?
Maybe You really don't know me that well
Blank shadows stare curating vulnerability and instability
I'm trying to trust your timing
But when I signed up for this whole Christianity thing
I neglected to read the fine print written in careful cursive consideration of who You made me to be
It seems like You're taking every good thing away from me
I'm trying to trust Your timing
But this road that You put me on is not what I thought it would be
I'm trying to trust Your timing
But I feel as if I am going backwards
People and places that once meant so much are now nothing more than a whisper of a distant memory
And it has to be my fault right?
I did this to myself
It makes no sense for me to blame anybody else
But-
It's a lost easier that way
Sorry if that's not something that I'm supposed to say
But-
I'm genuinely not ok
It's one or the other
Me or You
One of us is getting blamed
And I'm going to have to choose
I don't want to hate you
But I don't want to hate myself
I don't want to take my self esteem and put it on the shelf
To be forgotten forever
Because then I'll start to fall
Into a pit
A hole
A grave
Something so big that makes me feel so small
I've lived a life
I've been on death's door
I've laid down and felt my soul sink into the floor
And where were You
That whole time?
Where were You when I thought I was going to die?
Where were You?
The "sustainer of life"
Yeah right
Never-mind
I know You work in ways that we cannot understand
All according to Your expert, all-knowing plan
You formed me inside my own mother's womb
And You saved my life the second you stepped out of that tomb
Life's more than just a game
I'm more than a puppet on Your string
You've called me by name
And that's an incomprehensible thing
You looked at the oceans
So vast and so blue
You looked at them and decided the world needed one of "me" too
What love could be greater than that?
This is something I don't think I've ever had
No, I know it for a fact
This is the Creator of the universe calling Himself my Dad
And so now, I am content
With You in my life I feel like I can finally just rest
But at the same time, work hard
So I can turn into the woman of God I was meant to be at the start
I want to be a diamond
Created under pressure
But a humble diamond, I don’t want people to feel lesser
Like a diamond, I will reflect Your light
Not emit my own, I want my ego to be completely out of sight
Like a soldier, I’m ready to comply
Like a soldier, I think for You I’m ready to die
For the faith I’d give up my life
That’s far from where I was, holding wrist to knife
I have a purpose now
Only found in You
I have my identity now
In something that is undeniably true
I’m trying LORD, I really am
This is all still something I’m trying my best to understand
Wrap my head around it all
It’s all just so profound
I can’t believe that this is my life now
I’m trying to trust Your timing
And I think I’m getting better
And so to start this journey I decided to write You this letter
I’m trying to trust Your timing
So in Your presence I will stay
I'm trying to trust Your timing so-
Help me take it day by day
And so here I am broken and bruised and my only choice was to run back to you
For You're the good good Father
And You call me Your daughter?
I'm running into Your arms
Into Your sovereignty
Into Your omniscience
I wanna be Yours
Only Yours
With you front and center
Maybe I'll be better now
Only time will tell
Maybe You really do know me that well
- Author: Mikayla Kruse ( Offline)
- Published: February 15th, 2024 21:24
- Category: Religion
- Views: 7
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