Silently God wondered if I could see him up there.
There were twenty-five days until the end of the world
And I, in my resting place, heard that still, small voice.
I looked around and waited for God
to tell me I was immoral and insufficient while living life
and taking a chance at the life he gave me
He gave me his Son and whispered in my right ear
What the heck are you doing to me-why didn’t you listen?
Why don’t you think of other people besides yourself?
You have what you will in your planned, messed up life
Your will, my will, are they the same or are they different?
Then a loud voice booms “Now there are fifteen days left
Till the end of the earth-and what have you done
with my Son?”
Earth will come to and end and God looks at me, questions my life!
I looked around for God to step in and right the wrongs
I waited for his vengeance on worse people than me
Thinking God would deal with the shooters that shot those teens
who were praying in a church-
and take vengeance on McVeigh who bombed Murrah and killed those children…
There was nothing though and life continued with people in a rush
Coming and going, birthing and dying
day in day out, day in day out, breathe in, breathe out-
Out of my mouth I heard myself shout-God please right the wrongs!
Where were you when terrorists killed 3,000 Americans on 9/11?
Silently God wondered if I took notice of Him up there
I stood in a field of flowers in a sundress
The clouds were building and brewing…
Then a tunnel opens up from my outstretched hands to God’s throne
I reach for him and I beg and plead with God
I ask him, “What are you waiting for?”
But Silently God wondered if I could see him up there.
Then, there was one day until the end of the world
And I, in my resting place, heard that still small voice.
As I waited for God to right the wrongs
God was looking around and waiting for me
To do something good, to persuade people to his Son.