The Argument

I tried to argue with God:

And he said, “Listen to my voice.

I am the way the truth and the life,

And you have no other choice.”

And I said…

“Certainly, I have a choice.

But I know no other way.

All I hear is my father’s voice.

And I know what I heard him say…”

And God replied…

“Well, I expect no less of you, I guess.

So, I will talk with you no more.

I got what I’ve always wanted.

And you got what you’ve always asked for…”

And I cried…

“But wait… What does that mean?

Is that all your gonna say?

What about your Holy name and eternal Glory?

And resurrection day?

Why am I left here questioning you?

I don’t even like this silly Rhyme!

All I asked for was a loving husband,

And you gave me father time!

And now I feel so sad and impatient…

And I’m more mad to say the least.

I feel like Samson, when he asked for strength,

And you sent him a wild beast!

I thought I’d be somebody’s wife by now.

And what’s even more absurd,

Is that I’m sitting here talking to myself,

Contemplating my own Word.

And who can live with that?

What is this, possession?

I think I need some padded walls,

Or a Psycho-therapy session.

This is not normal.

Nor does this seem fair.

All these years I prayed for a husband,

Now, I don’t even care!

I’m done trying to make everyone else happy.

Where has it ever left me?

I don’t want to be sad, lonely and bitter,

Like salt in a dead sea.

I don’t even want to be in love anymore.

It’s not supposed to feel like this.

I thought it was Joy, Peace and comfort,

Or Never-ending eternal bliss.

Is this what you get when you pray for Love?

Father, come change my mind!

My heart has been so willing…

But your love seems so unkind!

And now I feel worse than I ever did.

As if you added something negative to my Life.

Some of these men don’t even want a woman, let alone, a discerning wife…

So, where can I possibly go?

And what can I possibly do?

I don’t think there will be ever be a more perfect man,

Because I’m so in love with you.”