Can You Hear Me?

I never talk to you as much as I should Just to say thank you for all of your gifts I take for granted all that you’ve given to me Sometimes blaming you for all I have missed And when you come to me I shy away Feigning I can’t see you or hear you But no matter where I look you’re around me In every vivid color and shape of movement You voice beckoning in all the worldly sounds I even try to hide myself away from you Still you find me wherever I go without effort Cruel and hard or ignorant and fleeting I’ve been both and you lovingly embrace me Cursing you at the losses washed upon me Your hand generously gives without prejudice Gluttonously taking much more than my fill When I look back you’ve again filled my cup All the mistakes I have made and will make Many of them knowingly and willingly Still you offer all of your forgiveness If only I will ask as a son should his father I’ve broken so many of your rules a multitude of times Deceiving myself believing you wouldn’t notice Still you offer me everything you have When I lay in the dark at night and examine I hope and fear you and I doubt and pray I hope you can hear me through all the other voices Although I fear you don’t listen to me anymore I force myself to doubt your existence Knowing the truth unwilling to admit to it I pray…Dear God…Can you hear me?