Is it true?

Prayers are rarely answered?

Has GOD taken a step back?

Or have we?

Has GOD stopped giving?

Or have we quit appreciating?

Am I crossing the line, in voicing out my thoughts!

I wonder why GOD has not quit on us already. Why the world has not collapsed. Why we don’t burst into flames.

Not because we don’t pray, we don’t believe, we don’t thank …

We destroy, we kill each other with words, we stomp and shout, wipe it all off and start again. It’s the simple things.

We brush off the little things that slowly penetrate solid structures and nibble away, bringing it all down piece by piece!

I ask why, when I’m down and under, when I’m hurting …

Where are you, as I rest my forehead, on my hands and knees, and pray … please don’t leave me …

Asking the very question GOD can ask!!!

Where are you?

Where were you?

When I’m high and above, dazed in happiness, I smile, I stretch and laugh, I giggle, I go higher and higher, until in the background I remember, it comes to me, OH yes Thank You!

Taking many things for granted …

Still I wonder … wait … stop …

I dare not voice my objections, in fear of them becoming my excuses, my arguments …

Prayers are answered, we just don’t pay attention.

We look for them in what we ask … Not in what we have …

We look for them in moments of despair … Not in moments of peace …

We look for them when we are on our knees … Not when standing tall …

They are answered … we just stopped believing … please forgive me.