Someday you’ll open your eyes; when you do, I will be there holding you. I will wipe away your tears when you get your first scar. I want to make sure you live your purpose; we got your back. You will never feel alone or confused. I won’t hide any secrets, I want you to be yourself. As you grow, I will sing to you, pray for you, laugh and cry with you… we will enjoy life because God has blessed us.
There will be times when you will feel scared; when you look back I am cheering for you. There will be times when you want to fight; when you are fist pumping I am disciplining you with TLC. There will be times when you want to be right; you will turn around and I will be holding a book in my hand telling you stories about righteous people. When I am gone… you will turn around, you will see me in the mist of the light underneath the stars and sunsets… Our spirits will never be apart… I will be proud of you till the end of time.
“…What religion do you practice?”
“…Well, if God exist then why bad things happen to me/why does evil exist in the world!”
“…if we do certain things won’t HE punish us?”
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…