Poem: On My Knees

I look up to the sky – wishing for some clear blue sky

But everywhere I look – I only see cobalt-like color sky

I look down to the path I walk – wishing for some green pasture

And yet – all I see is grey asphalt

I look around – wishing for some brightness to light my day

But then – all around is empty

I wish I can scream – so loud to make the sky shift its color

I wish I can pour out my thoughts – to the green grass

I wish I can be understood – by my surroundings

But again – there is nothing

All I can do – and all I need to do is to bend on my knees

That is the closest I can get to reach Heaven

On my knees – I can see His big hands holding mine

On my knees – I can feel His presence beside me

On my knees – I can feel His hands wipe my tears

I might still see the dark sky – or the dry path

I might still see no one around me

But I am safe and loved

By His love

Picture is taken from my other blog: 365actsofgratitude.wordpress.com

Picture is taken from my other blog: 365actsofgratitude.wordpress.com

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Love Story with God

This post is not written by me, but by my anonymous friend. He wants to share his feeling regarding his love to God – and everything in between.

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“This is our love story

How I learn to love you

We meet daily

Sometimes at lunch time

Or dinner time

But most of the times I forget you

We have a date every night

Talking how we spend our day

Planning about our tomorrows

But most of the times I am too tired to really pay attention

But for once, I make sure

I come to your house every Sunday

Talking to your mom about stuffs

But most of the times I can’t wait to go home and sleep

This is our love story

Unrequited one

You tell me how much you love me

You wrote a letter to me of your unconditional love

You try to show how many times you forgive me

But others tell me different things

They say you hate me

Is that true?

They think I cheat on you

Do you feel it too?

They told me I am no longer expected at your place

I shall not meet you, nor your mother and even your dad

How come they say I fail you

When you said that I am just as perfect as you wish to be

Now I don’t know who and what to believe

Is it your words

Or them who is close to you?

Oh dear, if you happen to read this

Can you answer my question

“will you forgive me?”

Or make my wish come true

Please say, “I love you”

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Letters to God

A Letter from an abused child

Dear God, I’m writing this letter in the middle of a sunny day. I have to finish it now, because my step Dad is sleeping after his hangover. My Mom is working now, so there is no one to disturb me. I am praying that You could change my step Dad’s heart. He hates me. He never likes me because he always beats me up. Sometimes he beats Mommy too. I know that Mommy cried every night. She has to work to pay for the loan, my school fee and his drinking habit.

I wish I have wings to bring Mommy away from this house. It’s not a house anymore, it’s more like hell. Dad usually comes home in the early morning, around 4am. He will wake me and Mommy up. When he is in a good mood, he will tell us the story of his bets and gambling mates. But when he loses a lot, he will beat up my Mom and ask her for more money. Doesn’t he understand that Mommy has no money left? Doesn’t he have heart to care for us?

Writing a letter to God

Writing a letter to God

Can You send an angel for us? Well, I imagine the story of Gabriel who came and visit Mother Mary to tell about her fate and future as Jesus’ mother. Can You send one of those angels to come and visit Mommy and tell her that everything will be alright? That Dad will be gone away. Can You ask your angel to take my Dad away? Please…

I think I have to go now. Please read this letter, God. My Dad is coughing; he’s going to get out of bed soon. I wish he’s in the good mood today. The last bruises are still painful.

Thank You, God!

A Letter from fatherless child

Dear Jesus,

Today I had enough. My classmates keep on laughing at me, because I have no father. They all have fathers and they can play with their fathers. Where is my Dad? Why Mom never call him to come for dinner anymore? I remember when I was a small child; he used to come and brought some toys for me. But it was long time ago. I never see him anymore…

I feel bad about myself. Did I do something wrong so Dad won’t stay with us anymore? Or is it because Mom is so mean to him? I never see Mom angry at him, but still he went away. Does he ever think about me or Mom? I always think about him. I always imagine he would come home and take me to ride on his bike. I wish I could bring Dad to school and show him to my classmates. I want to have my Dad back!

Praying to God

Praying to God

I heard Mom cried last night. She sobbed hard in her room. I heard it, because I stood in front of her room. She never knew it. I know that she’s tired to face the truth of my Dad. She knows that I will keep on asking questions about my Dad. I know that she doesn’t know where he is. I love you, mom!

Jesus, if you could give my Dad back…

I believe when he is around, I will be happier. Mom will be happier too, because Dad can help her to do all the house chores. We can go out to the parks or beach every weekend.

If You can hear me, please say ‘yes’, Jesus. Thank you!

A Letter from a poor father

God, it’s me again.

Today I have to see my daughter cried again. She was very hungry and all I had with me was leftover bread in the cupboard. I had to look at the window when she ate that, because I couldn’t hold my tears.

When Dad is worry

When Dad is worry

I have been worked so hard. And as You know, I have 2 jobs right now. I thank You for that blessings. I’m not complaining about my condition. I can work hard until You say that my time is over. All I mind is my daughter. She had been living a hard time with me and my wife. We couldn’t afford to buy instant milk anymore. So, we give her tea or water. I feel ashamed as a father. I have to give her the best nutrition for her growth, but all I can give is leftovers.

My hands are full, God, but I have faith that You will help me…

Strengthen my faith each day, God! So, that I won’t give up supporting my daughter and seeing her grows to be such a great woman…

Interview with God

I got this email from a friend. At first, I thought it was just another email about God. But then, I found out that it was not. It was a video about conversation with God. The answers that God gave were amazing. The advices that He shared were deep. And most of all, His presence was eternal. It was really the interview with God.

theinterviewwithgod

I have been joined the Catholic Charismatic for 4 years and it’s been a life changing. The way I see God’s presence and His works upon my life has been changed. I also learned a lot about Bible and its meaning. Well, bible it’s not merely words written, but it has a deeper meaning than that. It contains the God’s words and the stories of the ancestors who lived their lives in front of God. Sometimes they fell into temptations, but God forgive them, as He would forgive us when we repent.

Anyway, Christmas is coming soon and I’m so excited. I used to celebrate Christmas as part of tradition, but now I can feel it differently. The way I see Christmas has been changed since 2006. I perceived Christmas as a time when our Savior comes and forgive us for our trespasses. He gave me a new life since I received my Penitence Sacrament that year, with Fr. Pachalis O. Carm.  Awesome, right!

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So, watch the video … and feel the presence of God! Be blessed!