Letters to God

Father God, I'm trying to be strong while I grieve, and not fall back into a pit of despair, but the truth is I'm weak.  Very, very weak.  It's only through You that I have strength at all.  As You know, Chloe has joined you up there in Heaven. She was a cherished member of our family for 16 years and we were blessed to have her.  She was special, so very special. To some they say she's just a cat but to us, she was so much more, she was an angel in disguise.  You knew we needed her for a time and you placed her in our lives.  She was with us through so many hard times and good times too.  She used to steal my breakfast right out of my hand when I would be getting ready for school.  She thought peanut butter toast/bagels were great!  She was full of spunk and cat-itude right from the get go and she was a fighter!  We came across her at the mall, a lady was outside the petstore giving away kittens.  Mom was determined we weren't going to have another cat but

Father God, It's been such a long time since I last posted in here.  I just haven't known what to say I guess.  Lately though things seem to be changing and now I find myself reflecting more and wondering more about Your will is and how to be obedient to that and how that fits with my desires. Over the last few years my mental health has become much more stable and I'm finding I'm starting to desire finding a mate.  I know in the past I wasn't in a head space to be in a serious relationship without one heck of a lot of immaturity.  Now I find myself, despite lack of energy, trying to start learning how to prepare a meal and/or how to keep house.  Albeit I'm not doing a great job but I'm at least trying and making improvements. I don't know your plans or your will for my life.  I hope some of my desires match up with some of your plans, time will tell I suppose.  I've accepted that I may not ever find a mate or have children, things I thought at