Tuesday, September 08, 2009

God Does Listen.

Through the last eight months my dad was a broken record.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Why are you so mad/sad/grumpy?"
"You need to pray. God will listen."
I heard that one a lot.
My response.
"I won't pray because God has never once listened."
"You have to make your own luck, find your own breaks."

In those rare times when I do pray,
I dont ask for money, gifts or material possessions.
I ask for guidance.
In the month leading up to the end, I started praying.
I didnt know what else to do.
Id played every scenario over in my head a thousand times.
I was stuck with no answer.
It took me until a few days ago to open my eyes.
And I see that God was there.
He was listening.

I found the courage to do what I knew had to be done.
I had to tear open the heart of the person Id cared about more than any other.
And I thought in doing so, I would end any chance I had of finding happiness.
That karma would put me in my place.
And it has been just the opposite.
Its a miracle that lay dormant for five years.
Waiting for its time to manifest.
Waiting for me to go through my trials and tribulations.

I prayed for courage and strength.
I prayed Id find happiness.
I prayed that I would find my path.
And in turn, stay true to it.
I prayed for a sign that the hardship meant something.
I found it all.
He worked it in His own way.
Made it hard to see on the surface.
And it makes it that much more special.

God does listen.

No comments:

Post a Comment