Day 11:

Dear God,

Re-read that piece the Onion did on you a few years back. I’d say that I hope all’s well, but it can’t be with you, can it? At least, it can’t in the way I usually write it to other people. I’d also say “especially not today,” but you’re no American. Any day a heart breaks, yours does too. But I still hope you’re okay, really I do.

We’ve had our difference, and we still do. Admittedly, they’re probably because of my stubbornness and shortsightedness. But I’m totally with you on that “not killing” thing.

I could write forever, but that’d probably turn into a laundry list of wants and needs and hopes and dreams – and you know those. And nobody reading this needs to know all of them. So I’ll leave that alone.

It could probably end the same with anything else I’d pick up – thanks, gripes, requests, questions. Which is funny. I mean, if I could really talk to you forever about anything, why do I feel silent or empty or awkward when I actually try to?

A lot of that’s my bad – I haven’t talked (or listened) to you in a while. Sorry. I’ve been distracted – not always by bad things. A lot of my distractions have been blessings, really great things, especially this year. Thanks for those – all of them.

Let’s talk more. I’ll do my best. Bear with me. Daily grace for daily struggle is all I ask these days; no brilliance, no invulnerability, no epicness. Mom and Joel Osteen suggest more, but let’s get to know each other again first.

I promise nothing, save that I’ll try. Be who you are, and help me be what I’m supposed to be. Today, tomorrow, and whenever.



About spsukaton

Indonesian-American Bruin, fourth-generation Adventist, history student, saxophonist, singer, writer/editor. Born in Pittsburgh, raised in smoggy Southern California, looking for a way to live and leaving scribbles in my wake. In the beginning was the Word, and I'm kind of obsessed with it.
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