Dear God, I was hoping we could talk.
I know it's been too long, but you said your door was always open.
I've just got a few questions, and for your wisdom I was hoping.
Why am I here?
What is my purpose?
Why does it seem like sometimes I don't deserve this?
Are you proud of me? Even though sometimes I know I let you down?
I've got a goal in life, and together we can accomplish it somehow.
When I kneel to pray, do you hear me?
Even when my pride stops me from hearing you too clearly?
I know in many ways I'm just not living right.
Sometimes I want to give up, but you said that heaven's worth the fight.
Why am I so strong, but so weak sometimes?
Why do I just want to claim defeat sometimes?
I want to get to know you, but there so much that I go through.
My friends have given up so you're the only one I go to.
Despite all the hype, I'm trying to see the light.
Lately I can't handle, so I'm on my knees tonight.
So few answers, but yet so many questions.
I try my best, but I don't know where I'm destined.
If tonight were my last, how would you say I've lived?
Even though our nature has embedded us in sin.
So I begin to pray that you'll help show me the way.
Can you help me be a better man, and worthy of existence?
I do what I can, but can't succeed without assistance.
So many questions about what I'm going through.
But I know that the only real answers lie with you.
Posted By: Jon C.
Sunday, March 25th 2007 at 1:00AM
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