Selah

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Dear God, 
It's me. Again. Again. Again. Again. Repeatedly.
Please don't get tired of me. 

Dear God, 
It's 2am. Help me sleep. Give me peace. 

Dear God, 
Smile down on me tomorrow. Okay? 

Dear God, 
Yes, I saw that sunrise. Thank You for Your smile. 

Dear God, 
It's getting lighter. It's getting better. Thank you. 

Dear God, 
You give and You take. 
You take and You give. 
Blessed be Your name. 

Dear God, 
I feel the heaviness again like never before. 
But I feel You more. 

Dear God, 
Do you really collect tears? 

Dear God, 
How long did Jesus weep? 

Dear God, 
What is the most beautiful place on Earth? Will I get to go there one day ? 

Dear God, 
How many pieces of me was there before You fixed me last time?

Dear God, 
What is the colour of Your eyes? 

Dear God, 
If You really collect tears in bottles like the Song of Psalms say .. How many bottles are there now? How many tears have all hearts cried? Are they a good measurement for all the pain in this world? 

Dear God, 
Why do my tears taste like the ocean? Is it because they both have the same depth? 

Dear God, 
Why is it that some days I feel You as close as my own skin and some days I feel nothing at all? 

Dear God, 
Will things change after I say amen? 

Dear God, 
You take care of all the birds in the air, the spiders in their webs, and the frogs in the mud... You'll take care of me, right? 

Dear God, 
You don't make mistakes, right? 


Dear God,
I know I've been giving you the silent treatment. I don't want to tell you how spiteful I am at life after everything You've done for me. 

Dear God, 
It's hard for me to talk to You because I am too tired to express my anger and my frustration. I want to break this silence but there's no pretending with You. I can tell my friends "I'm okay" and fake a smile. But with You? 

Dear God, 
I messed up so bad. I feel so bad. 

Dear God, 
I'm sorry. 
 
Dear God, 
I believe You. I believe in You. I don't understand You but I do believe. 

Dear God, 
Take away what You don't like. 
All the bitterness and selfishness. 
All the hurt and anger. 
Create in me a clean heart. 

Dear God, 
Why do You love me still when all I have given You is pain? 

Dear God, 
How do I share the warmth of Your arms with someone else? 

Dear God, 
Come. 

                 Selah. Amen. 






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