Dear God. - Poem by Shannon Nicole
I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry I have never believed in you.
I never did until the day your son helped my mother through it all.
You allowed my father to get through that huge storm near my home.
You helped us through starvation and when money was tight.
Thank you for allowing us to have a wonderful Christmas.
Your words were printed so many times that no one seems to believe anymore.
There are days where everyone is going through hell,
And wonder if you're really there,
Watching over them.
There are Christian families with strong religious beliefs.
My grandfather told me you could help me,
That all I had to do was pray.
Well, God, I'm praying.
Will you answer my question?
Help me get through this peacefully?
Dear God. Thank you for letting me live.
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