Talking To God About
Hello God, I know You are the Almighty Father, the Creator of all heaven and earth. And I
thank you for all that You've ever done for me. I give You all the praise, honor, and glory,
that you so rightfully deserve. You are worthy of all my praise. Thank you for my wife and
two sons Lord, my mom and all of my family. They are such blessings to me. There are a
few things that I need to discuss with You though, Lord. My oldest son is bi-polar as you
know but won't take any medication. Why God won't he help himself and take some
medication to help clear his mind. He is so handsome, intelligent and tallented but pitiful and
mean at the same time, schizophrenic I believe people call it, and says he hates You. I
know that You understand that he is sick and I know that you help us as much as you can,
but I sure do wish he could find some help somewhere down here on earth! There seems to
be no one to help these poor sick people. Some have even gone into schools and killed
teachers and students because they wouldn't stay on their medication or they couldn't get
their medication right for them. Others have killed parents and grandparents. It's so pitiful
Lord. I also thank you for my Church family and the tallent you have given me for playing
several musical instruments. I love playing piano and hope that many people are blessed
from it, but mostly I want you to get all the honor and glory. Another thing Lord, I want to
ask You to touch and heal my mind. I thank you for my wonderful physical health but I've
had a problem or a "thorn in the flesh" I call it, just as Your Servant Paul had. I don't know
what was wrong with Paul but I know I need a special touch from You. Sometimes it's very
confusing. I know Your Word says seek and ye shall find, but I've been seeking for an
answer or for help or healing for many, many years. I've ask for healing so many times and
I know You're probably tired of hearing it. But You tell me to pray without ceasing and to
bring my partitions to You. If I must go on the way I am, I don't want to be a slave
anymore or to hide my true self from society anymore. I don't want to be that "someone, no
one knows" anymore! I know if I pray to You, that You will keep me in Your Way. Please
Lord make my mind whole and normal. so that I can cope with each day.
Copyright © Marty Owens | Year Posted 2009
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