I had a vision of asking God one question
One chance to hear directly
To know completely
To remove all of the doubt and just
Hear truth
My question wasn’t why is there evil
Or why do parents die
I didn’t care about the dinosaurs
Or why doesn’t God prove himself
My mind flew past questions of
Philosophy
Theology
Psychology
Physiology
And all of the other ologies that people have been arguing about for centuries
The question that rose up in me
Didn’t come from my mind,
But rose up from deep down on the inside
From deep dark dank hidden places
Where fears and insecurities live and fester
The question erupted from me
Tearing right past false me
Past false bravado
false macho
Even right past pride
No longer would it be silent
And wait
If God was listening
and going to answer
Then it would no longer be hidden
No longer be held-down
Made silent
Ignored
Destroyed
Repressed
Or dismissed
It had to know
And so it came
before I could stop it with other fears
Before
“I’ve got it all together” pushed back down
before
“Don’t let anyone see that you’re weak” forced it back down
it came
cause every piece of laughed at childhood had to know
all the memories of fat and slow had to know
all of the times when people had made me feel
pointless
loveless
friendless
homeless
worthless
useless
Had to know
GOD!
AM I GOOD ENOUGH
Am I doing a good job?
It’s not about us , we live in a fallen world, but if we allow God in , He takes our hurts and uses it for His glory . Those painful times or memories can be used to help others and grow in character. God never leaves us empty we have to allow Him access to all our heart .