Questions, questions… Am I embarrassed of you? Am I ready for this? I may have all the answers to these questions, but I’m afraid…“…REALLY. But in the Bible it states this…” “…you got baptized! Didn’t you get baptized through the Catholic Church…”
“…are you converted?…”
(Complete silence.) Lord, why do you place me in these situations. I’m too emotional. I feel fragile. I feel unprepared. I feel ignorant! Like I have a shield to protect me from all these insults, questions, these interrogations… My family, my peers and now my co-workers! It’s not the interrogations that bothers me it’s the fact that they don’t understand You, like I do. Or do I?
(Passing back and forth. Sits down. Pouts, and grins.) Why? Why God, why! Listen… (Stands up) I am a sinner. I did held grudges, and I have a past that I cannot resist. I want to move forward but I am afraid. I don’t want to disappoint You. I know things happen for a reason…but why me!
(Looks around) Look, all I know is that… is that… that through You I am pour, through You I can fix things, through You, I can live happily… You paid a high price. Yes, You did. Through Jesus, Your son and our savior… that no matter where I end up, how I get there, or what will be the outcomes; You will be there with me. You created me. You knew me before others. Strengthening me through faith. Creation of a body armor that cannot be shattered only by mankind’s words and deceptions. I know where I stand. It’s clear to me. (Sits down) I fear You. Almighty as You are, please forgive me for doubting You as I will forgive those who has wronged me through my faith…