General Fiction posted November 18, 2022


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A Letter or prayer

Dear God

by wierdgrace

  • Dear God

 

Prayer with God, and his reply….

Well God, today is another day I thought I would try to talk to you.  I have so many things to say, and questions to ask.  You know I am sick now, so would you please take a moment to talk?

I am here, Grace.  I am sure you do have questions, but I am not sure I can answer them.

I cannot believe it, you are finally here.  Thank you for taking the time.  

Your questions, are they ready?

Yes, I have many and I am sure to you they have been asked a hundred times.  I know I feel angels around me all the time.  Does that mean my time is coming?

No, that just simply means you need angels to guide you.  You also may need them for your family and your way of thinking during this time.  

Not too long ago I asked you to help a friend of mine.  I haven’t heard from him so I hope you are doing that; he needed you.

Not all illness can be cured, my angel.  However, all who believe have faith and pray.  We hear, so I am sure he has many angels helping him.

Thank you.  Why can’t you help to find cures for cancer?  Not one doctor will even attempt surgery, yet others suffer with chemo and radiation.  To me that is worse than no cure at all, they suffer so bad.  Can’t you help that?

I wish I could, but some of these are man made diseases that were created on the earth, I can not fix.  I do not want them to suffer, but there are certain things I can't help.

When I am having terrible days and cannot find a way to rest or feel better. I find I take it out on others who mean a lot to me.  Is it not bad enough I have incurable tumors, I have to hurt my loved ones worse?  Do you control that?

No, you can though, do what you are doing now and keep writing. Go to your room when you have bad day.  Leave others so you do not hurt them.

Selfish question...my sister died a few years ago.  She was so young, and nine months pregnant.  I do not blame you, I blame the doctor’s errors.  She was not perfect, but she was loved and had faith.  Please tell me she is with you.

How do you feel on her special days?  When you see her daughter, friends, and things like music, for example. Do you think of her?

Of course.

Then what does that tell you of your faith and hers?

Is my time soon?

Your time is as long as you make it.  Fight, and keep your faith.  I enjoy your prayers and the prayers of others.   

Good night my dear.

 

Amen.

 

 

 




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