My Sister, My Loving God
How could she say I hate God?
The tone of her voice was violently frightening.
I immediately became fearful for my sister.
Tears of mercy streamed down my face.
I struggled but failed to find a reply.
All that came to mind was to hug her hard.
Sadly she was many miles away.
Has her life of pain taken her to this dark side?
Do I have the power to help bring her back?
She has fallen victim to pain killers and alcohol addictions.
My little sister hates God!
The thought fiercely sickens me.
Years and miles have distanced us immensely.
My wheelchair confines my body but has never confined my faith.
I live in a world full of harmful and unfortunate mishaps.
What others consider bad dreams has been a lifetime of reality for me.
Pain has always and will always haunt my well being.
However, I cannot cloud my beliefs with mind-altering deceptions.
Her extreme hatred shames and hurts my heart.
The luxuries she has been gifted with seems wasted.
It puzzles me how she can be so carelessly blinded.
This was not the ways we were taught.
Help her find her way back from these horrible struggles.
My soul prays for her salvation and inner peace.
Please enlighten my sister, my little sister, my loving God...
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