I call you El, because it is also my name. It makes me feel like we get each other. I know you get me, which is crazy because I don’t get myself that much, and I get you even less. But I do share your name. That gives me some comfort. Comfort about life.
I often don’t ask of you a lot, because I believe that you know me better than I know myself, and you know what you are doing with me.
I have faith in this.
And in my quiet moments, I always feel your presence.
What I do ask of you, Lord, is understanding. Let me understand life; mine and that of others. All life.
Why, Lord? Why this entire edifice? What is it about us that made this necessary?
What is it about you that you want us to understand?
How does a reckless fool like me learn wisdom?
I love those parts of the Bible where I am told that you speak with a still, small voice. Like I said, I’ve often found you in the silent places of life, in the face of those experiences which we can not put into words.
How do I stay there?
I know that we do not die at them, but until we die, am I ever going to understand?
I am full of questions, some of them so impossible to put into words that I must pass over them in silence. I trust that you understand.
I need you to help me make things clear.
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Firstly, I just want to thank you for everything that you have done, what you are presently doing and what you are going to do in my life.
Many times I complain even when I know I shouldn’t. I doubt your abilities and I limit you with my own words and thoughts, and for that Father I come before you to ask for forgiveness.
Sigh, God, you see all that is going on and sometimes it feel like nothing is happening. Most times I want to give up, I want to yell or cry. But then I have to remember that you said you have a plan for me, to give me a future and an end.
It’s frustrating sometimes I won’t lie but I know that you will work everything out for my good.
Thank you for restoring peace in my family.
Mold me o Lord into your humble servant. When people see me let them see Christ. Create in me a clean Heart God. Help me to love others like you’ve loved me. Help me to love you more than anything. Because you must increase and I must decrease. Let everything that I do please you. Let me not put you or myself to shame. It is not easy and I cannot do it on my own. I need you each and everyday to get by. Help me to strain my mouth God because I know I be too quick to talk sometimes.
Please protect all my loved ones. All my sisters and brothers in Christ and even those who don’t know you. Bring all your children back home. And I pray everyone encounters you in a different way like never before.
Thank you Jesus.
If you missed the introduction to the Dear God series, read it here