"Dear God,
"I c-can't do this.
I cannot.
A-all of these people. Th-they're giving me the jitters again.
"It's like my whole body just froze when Miss Becca called my name.
Oh God, I can't! I can't do this."
A long ten minutes after.
"Oh, dear God, what happened? Miss Becca clapped her hands and so did the kids.
I did it!
Or...was it you who helped me out?
"I don't know what it was, but all of a sudden, words just kept tumbling out and suddenly, I wasn't afraid anymore.
"I know you were somewhere out there, hiding away but helping me out. Maybe you can work magic, or maybe you're not done playing.
"But God, whatever it was, I'm so close to finding you and I know that one of these days, I certainly will."
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Dear God
Short StoryTo the world, I've seen you in distress. I've seen you trample over sands. I've seen you aim missiles. So when my cuts needed healing, I chose God over you instead. - An account of a childhood obsession that turned into a lifelong faith. - © 2015...
