A Letter From God

Dear child,

How are you doing?
Haven’t heard from you in a while,
Is everything alright?
I sense the pain behind your smile.
Remember, I created you,
From the top of your head to the sole of your feet.

My child, you went out on your own.

You did well for yourself,
Even as you placed me in the back of the shelf.
From the outside, you seem quite happy.
But on the inside, tears, the pain of neglect and a dying soul

Spins the wheel of your life out of control.

Material things shield your deep scars,

As you live carefree Monday thru Saturday.

Sleeping around with strangers,

Suppressing anger and frustrations

Hurting others out of your hurt too painful to conceal.

On Sundays, you say it’s all about me.

Your praises feel like a stubborn child resisting a chore,

As you plead forgiveness while holding grudges on everyone else.

You turned your back on serving me

For fear of what others may see.

But I’m here to remind you.

This life is not about you. It’s about Me.

Hold me near, I will always be here.

There are no problems that I haven’t already solved.

Put your trust in me, and I will set you free.

And just remember that I love you.

Yours Truly,

God.

Original piece by Rimondrick Ross