A Dialogue With God

Come Father, become human and kind... sit at my blessed and abundant table, and have a dialogue with me! Many questions assumed for myself: like uncotrollable rivers flooding their banks... pitifully susceptible to oblivion; a disaster so real and not too stealthy... come Father,suspend time! Indisputible are Your commandments that make the sinners tremble and the mighty complain and ramble; unchangeable are Your moral demands, and the devouts heed them with reverence... to diffuse them without diffidence! Come Father,engorge this eager spirit... descend to clear up contradictory opinions, words dictated by the die-hard and undignified; this is not a conception or a dilemma, but an enormous and contemptuous enigma engraved on the souls that engage in snarling tactics to ensconce, not to enrapture what is good... and in doing so they captivate people in sin! I declare my faithfulness with words that prolifate and have wonder and inspiration... true words that express a genuine faith; I am not prognostic...I rely on devine intervention, and shun what lacks in importance... not debasing what is sacred to satisfy their impertinence! Come Father, have this promenade... let's talk about their impervious minds that collide with truth with impetuous haste; come father, let's make them perfect and pious... give them a plausible momentum of grace, and make them victorious and vindicated!