Friday, December 2, 2011

a letter

Lord, today a monkey wrench was thrown into my plans...
you know me, God, always planning things out...
and I know your hand is on that monkey wrench...
but bear with me as I adjust my way of thinking...
I know you know what's best...
and I know it's not in my time, but yours...
and I believe it will happen when it happens...
so forgive the mini panic attack earlier...
how quick I found out my plan wouldn't work at all...
that we just can't do that...
so...
here I am, God...
waiting for your plan...
you'll do it better anyway...
you can fix what's broken...
heal the sick...
raise the dead...
I believe in you...

Your goofy kid- Tete