Dear God,

It’s been a while.

You’re probably wondering

where I’ve been, but you already know,

right? Nothing should come as a surprise

to the Almighty, you’ve had my future

charted from the very beginning,

even before you breathed life into

flesh and bone, or so it is written.

Which does beg the question, was my

disappearance just part of your Divine plan? It was more than 1 year ago

that my faith collided

with the proverbial brick wall,

in a moment when, everything

I’d ever believed in, imploded

like an explosion of construction debris.

It’s taken time for the dust to settle,

but as you can see, I survived.

Well, for the most part. A piece of me

was left behind in the rubble.

Just so you’re aware, I haven’t

been idle the entire time. Granted,

I haven’t stepped foot in a church

since the derailment, but I haven’t fallen

into total darkness. There have been

some murky patches along the way,

and the faint glow of light you

left me still hovers in the distance.

I do thank you for that, but I’m not sure

I’m ready to follow it just yet.