I complained.  I questioned.  I hated God for a while.  Just a few minutes ago, I was reading the Bible and in the explanation part it says: To pray is not to talk much, but to surrender our lives into God’s loving hands.  It also says that for us, the limitless sky by day and by night is the image of a wonderful world where God is everything.  In calling on our Father in Heaven, we do not mean that he is far or near, above or below, or inside.  We only intend to raise our spirits to Him.  We recognize that our words are not worthy, that our concerns are selfish and limited, when we compare them with the breadth of His thoughts and the generosity of His love.  That we can address him and call him Father is not something natural but a very special priviledge. 

I am not worthy, yet He called me to be his daughter.  I am a sinner, yet He came to me and saved me.  I do not love Him and turned my back on Him, but He waited for me and never stopped loving me.  I have gone astray yet searched for me.  Now, He has found me and I pray, that He will never let me go.

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