My Letter To God
If I wrote a letter to God,
I don’t think it would sound the way I once imagined.
Less polished theology.
More unfinished thoughts.
Somewhere in the middle of it,
the real questions would probably surface.
God, why?
Why did we lose them so early?
Why did that happen to me?
Why do certain wounds stay alive
long after the moment has passed?
Why do some prayers feel answered
while others seem to disappear into silence?
And why is it so hard
to surrender things
I’ve already handed to You a hundred times?
I think I’ve realized something.
A lot of my frustration with God
came from believing
that if I trusted Him enough,
life would eventually make sense.
But faith was never the promise
of explanation.
It was the decision to trust
even when explanation never comes.
That made me think…
Maybe prayer begins
when honesty finally outweighs performance.
Because God already sees
past the edited version of me anyway.
The fear.
The pride.
The disappointment.
The exhaustion of trying to carry a life
I was never meant to carry alone.
Scripture is filled with people
who wrestled with God honestly.
David.
Job.
Elijah.
Peter.
None of them were rejected for their questions.
And maybe that’s the part we forget.
God is not intimidated by grief.
Or confusion.
Or honest prayers spoken from a tired heart.
If I wrote a letter to God tonight,
it would probably contain fewer answers
than I wish it did.
But maybe more truth.
And maybe that’s where real faith actually begins.
What would your letter say?
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