Dear God, I Owe You An Apology (Quit Helping Me!)

Dear God,

I owe you an apology. I’ve been working so hard on so many things, and keeping you in my back pocket like a Genie or magic potion. I’ve only pulled you out to yell and ask why things aren’t going my way.

Why is my furnace broken? Why is the Cookbook Project stagnating? Why is Grandpa Jack dead? Why does my family struggle?

Oh, sure. I’ve been praying. A lot. But mostly selfish, “Help Me” prayers.

The truth is, I don’t need your “help”. I don’t want it. To be a Helper means to be an assistant, and … read the rest. . .

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God is Unfair!

He said, “Follow me.” I said no.
He waited anyway.

He said, “Stay on this path.” I strayed.
He led me back.

He said, “I love you.” I pushed him away.
He loved me anyway.

He said, “I want to adopt you.” I refused.
He called me His own anyway.

He said, “I want to save you.” I laughed.
He sent His True Son to die in my place.

He said, “Let me bless you.” I ignored his gifts.
He blessed me anyway.

He said, “I will provide.” I wanted it all.
He withheld, but gave me more than I … read the rest. . .

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