Letter To God

   Dear God, Abba, Messiah,

    Are you proud of me? I know so many people ask that but I am not so many people. I am your daughter... So I guess that answers my own question. Of course you are proud of me. You are proud of all your children everywhere in the world.

 
   But sometimes I wonder and doubt tries to fog my mind. I know it's the devil's work. He wants me to doubt you, to stray from you, but he doesn't know how strong I am because of you. He has tried so hard in my life to make me run from you, to betray you. And sometimes I thought about it. There has been times that I have felt weak and useless and there he is, whispering in my ear.

    Yet there you were, always ready to wrap me in your arms and hold me tightly. Your whispering was louder than he was. So I stood tall in front of him, Bible in hand, ready to withstand anything and everything he could tempt me with.
   
    And I won. He backed down... For the time being. But sometimes a respite is all you need to get a better grip on your weapon.

    That was then. And now I am a young adult, standing in a generation that seems to have forgotten you. They try to take out 'One Nation Under God' from our Pledge. They try to persecute us all over the world because we know you and believe in you. My generation, though, is fighting back. We are not one to back down and be taken. We preach to the nonbelievers, we help the unwanted, and we sing of your praise.

    I know I will have many challenges ahead of me, some will be seen and unseen. Some have already happened and some might come later in life. But I know you will always be there right beside me, maybe not always helping me because I am a young adult and I have to learn my way, but always there to give me words of advice.
   
    The challenges may waiver me or make me want to fall to my knees in pain and agony, wondering why you have abandoned me in these times, but I know for a fact that whatever is coming my way is by your direction and yours alone and you would not give me anything that is too tough for me to handle.
   
    And when the devil does try and tempt me away from you, I will gladly open my bible and teach him why I am a princess and the daughter of a King. But not just any king, THE King.

                                                                                                                            Yours forever,

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"Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken."
Psalm 62:6