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HEY GOD, I GOT A QUESTION

Dear God, Almighty Heavenly Father,
You said that I should talk to you about whatever is on my mind.
Well, I'm feeling kind of out of sorts and angry.
What happened, what went wrong at Columbine?
Why didn't You save those children?
Why didn't You intervene?
God, they were just kids
and they had so many hopes and dreams.
Why didn't You save those children

in Moses Lake, Washington?
They had their hopes, didn't want to die,
God, they were so very young.
Why didn't You intervene and stop it?
You could have and I don't see
why You didn't stop the violence
in Fayetteville, Tennessee.
Where were You when more violence struck,
Dear God, I ask You,
in Conyers, Pearl and West Paducah,
and in Bethel, Alaska
and in all those other places.
They were just kids with hopes and dreams
and I don't understand the reason
that You did not intervene.
Sweet God, I've got a question;
What were You thinking,
That day, on nine-eleven
When You were up there looking down
From Your throne in Heaven
When it seemed all around us
The world was going up in smoke,
Maybe it would not have happened,
Dear God, had You just spoke.
Where were You?
Why didn't You?
I'm not blaming You, Dear Father.
I just don't understand
Why You allow these horrid things
to devastate our lives and land.
It breaks my heart and frightens me
To see the world so dark,
Filled with such evil, Father,
And sometimes I wonder where You are.

AND GOD REPLIED:

I understand your anguish
but I didn't make your rules.
I am God, yes and I would have helped
but I am not allowed in schools.
I might have made a difference,
things might not have met this end,
but folks don't read the Bible
because it might offend
and My laws are all twisted and broken,
every one of them you bend.
Few ask for My opinion
and fewer listen to My voice
and there are even worse times coming
but it is up to you to make the choice
whom you decide to follow,
the world, or follow Me.
I understand your pain and anguish
but do you understand and see?
I can't intervene and help you.
Your laws have outlawed Me.
Things were a whole lot better
when folks followed and believed.
I've had a special plan for each of you,
had it right from the start.
Yes, I'm God and I'd love to help.
All this breaks My heart.
Child, I did not create you to be puppets.
You have a choice what you believe.
It's up to you to live or die,
Follow the world or follow Me.

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