Letter To God-- Please Open Doors

Letter To God—Please Open Doors
Date:23/01/08


I’m just a pauper, waking up every morning thinking on how I can have a better life. 

A glass of tap water or hot green tea always accompany me in my pursue of becoming

a writer. I’m very normal, very basic, but I crave for that good life so much that it drives

me to work harder, on that Grammar and Tenses. Past, Present, Past

Continuous, Simple Past, Present Simple; what the heck! I can’t wait any longer, and it

drives me crazy to see the kids grow and grow, and this small space is becoming even

smaller than ever!

God! I take your challenge, I do. I’ll work it out, I will!

    But can you give me a sign? So I know where to go and seek help? Can i start from

nothing? How?Give me that guts and strength; give me a job of any kind, so that I can

go on with my schooling. Give me, because I need it really bad.  I’m not angry and I’m

content, but I can’t stay like this, thinking of solution every time . I’m so not

independent, and I feel so weak!

Listen God!  You give me a taste of  good life; you gave me a taste of good food, good

wine, good company and a cosy bed that makes me feel like a sleeping beauty; are

you kidding me? Or are you challenging me? You left me and the kids stranded on a

cold night after you gave us a good expensive experience. God! I don’t want that

anymore! I’ll rather be in my small forty square foot crib and chill. Don’t test me,

because I don’t need that!

The almighty,

    What I need is a peaceful mind, to be able to have avenues on what I’m trying to

pursue. Yes, avenues are what I need. Give me that, and I shall excel. Just open doors

for me whenever I knock, and I’ll do the rest with full dedication, because you know me,

because you know I won’t beg! People say opportunities are everywhere, so open it for

me whenever I knock. Thank you!