"My Father, who is in heaven,
You & your name are Holy.
Please bring your kingdom,
and make your will done,
in my life...just like it is in heaven.
Give me what I need to get by for today.
Protect me from myself & Satan.
Please forgive me.
And help me to be able to forgive myself & others."
I am mad at you. Why do you refuse to answer me? You never seem to talk to me at all. You want to know why I don't like to talk to you? Because you never say anything back. When I pray, I might as well be talking to a brick wall.
You say that you want to have a relationship with me. A relationship that is more powerful than I could have with even my best friends. The difference is that when I talk to my friends, they actually talk back to me. If I ask them a question, they can give me a straight answer. You could...but you don't. What kind of relationship is that?
There have been times in the past where I felt you next to me. I felt your presence so close and more real than flesh. I could hear you speak to my heart. What happened? Is my heart and mind so far away and cold that you don't care anymore?
How come all of those crazy T.V. preachers say that you talk to them when they are shaving in the mirror? How come they claim that they can hear your voice on a daily, if not hourly, basis? I want to hear your voice. Why won't you talk to me?
Don't misunderstand me. I know that I have all kinds of crap on my plate. I know how dark my heart is. I know the sin that lives there. I know that Dan Allender is right...and I WILL name my brokeness and admit that at heart I am a Killer and a Whore. I know that RIGHT NOW I am still refusing to give everything into your hands. I am selfish & willful. I am also a hypocritical, fearful coward. I want to be in control. And I am afraid of you and what will happen if I did give everything over to you.
I don't trust you. You scare me. Maybe if I could hear your voice, I wouldn't be scared. Maybe if you talked to me just like my friends do, I would trust you. I want you to do what I want, even though I do not have the right to ask. Talk to me, DAMN IT!!!!!!!
There, I said it.
Do you think I like being in this condition? (Actually, YES, a part of my DOES like it. It is the Way of Death, but it is what I know...so I wrap it around me like a dirty, itchy blanket.) Do you think I like doing what I am doing, my job, my pointless existence, the garbage that drips in my mind & thoughts? I hate it!
You could fix it. I have asked over and over for you to take certain temptations away from me. I have asked for you to make me forget all about them. You could change my brain with out even blinking. Why do you let certain things remain? Why won't you just save me from myself? What are you trying to teach me?
You know that I want to work for your kingdom. You have given me so many good gifts to use. You have given me a good mind which loves to learn. You have given me a good voice that can speak to people. You know that I want to use all of the gifts you gave me to serve the kingdom.
All I do now is work in a grocery store. I am a grunt, nothing more. Is my lot in life to be a guy that can cheer a few people up from time to time, and then just dig trash out of carts? What are you trying to teach me?
Is there a magic phrase I need to speak? Is there some pill or potion I need to swallow? Is there some button I need to push? What do I have to do to get out of my circumstances?
I don't want to be powerful, or famous, or even rich. (I would like to make a decent living, though. Poverty sucks!) You know full well that I don't really care about any of that. You know that I know it is empty. I want more than that. I want purpose. I want meaning to my life. That can only come through YOU!
So PLEASE...show me what I have to do. Stop being silent! Talk to me! Assume I am a complete idiot (Which is not far from the truth.) and spell it out clearly for me. Show me what it is you want me to do. It cannot be what it is now. If this is it, you can give me a massive heart attack and get me out of here.
Pastor Rob says that you want partners in this world. He says that you want me to help you as an agent as you redeem this world that you made and still love. Pastor Rob said that I will find you if I go into the mud, blood and grime of this world and proclaim the Good News of your Kingdom. Well, here I am. I have been stuck in this crap for a long, long time...and I don't like it very much.
I don't feel like I am moving at all. It feels more like I am either sinking, or walking backwards. Can't you help me? I know you have the power to make all things new. I know you have the ability to pull me up. Why won't you do it?
I am convinced that you have something for me to accomplish in this life. I do not want your wrath, your Desire mixed with Grief to be. I want to participate in your inheritance. Help me please! Show me! Tell me! What is your will for my life?
Talk to me...PLEASE!