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A Letter to God
God, allow me to be angry with You. Once again, God, allow me to be angry.
God, let me put these feelings into words, even though I’m just a weak soul, wrapped in limitations and uncertainties. But this anger, God, this burning feeling in my heart, it’s not something I created on my own. You planted it, gave it space to grow. I know, You are the All-Knowing, the All-Seeing, understanding everything. Even in the stillness of the night, when the world is fast asleep, You know there are hearts weeping in their prayers, pleading, crying, and hoping with all they have.
I get it, God, that You never give trials beyond what we can bear. But why, God? Why do You let them drown in sorrow and despair, as if hope is just a shadow slipping away? They’ve tried, God. They’ve fought, they’ve prayed, even when their lips are dry from endless prayers. They’ve begged with broken hearts, longing for a glimmer of light from the heavens.
God, they’re just ordinary people, who’ve grown so weary of this life. So why do You let them feel so alone, until they can’t bear it anymore? They choose to end it all, as if that’s the only way to escape the unbearable pain. Why, God? Why do You let them fall into such deep darkness?
I know, God, I have no right to question Your will. Who am I compared to Your greatness? But please, let me be angry, even just for a moment…
