Letter to God...
A letter to God
Oh God, I know that I’ve never really done the best I could. That when you gave me everything I could ever ask for, I was ungrateful and forgetful. But every time you gave me something I realized that no matter how much I tried I couldn’t thank you enough no matter how much I tried.
You fed me when I saw people dying of hunger silently.
You taught me, when others didn’t have the means of education.
You clothed me and warmed me and gave me a home.
You gave me air to breathe though I was unaware of its existence.
You gave me eyes to see the sun shine everyday as colors exquisitely painted the canvas of the sky. You gave me the feelings to realize this beauty and appreciate it like an artist.
You gave me ears to listen to the birds sing and all the other sounds and music people were spreading along the way. You gave me ears to hear when I whined about the many awful things I heard every day and forgot all the beautiful things I was blessed to come across with.
You gave me a family and blessed me with friends. You helped me stand up when I felt like I could no longer move on.
You taught me to love others unconditionally and helped me fill an emptiness which I thought could no longer be filled.
You showed me right from wrong.
You showed me what love truly meant and awoke my senses to things I could not understand on my own.
You gave me a father to love and a mother to dote on.
You gave me a sister to laugh along with and a shoulder to lean on.
You gave me a brother to joke with and a lifetime of beautiful experiences which was carved in memory.
You gave me all this even when I was doing wrong, when I was undeserving.You gave me a new day to look forward to every morning. You gave me so many chances when I was not so repentant. But who am I, and what are these but words formed in an obscure language. Oh God Forgive me, but this is who I am. I shall try my best next time to realize this all and be a better me.
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