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Why God?

How dare you God!
Why are you doing this now?
I’m furious with you!  How can You deliver my soulmate to me at this point.  I waited a lifetime. Asking, praying to You, begging !
And now, You have the audacity to dangle them in front of me like a piece of bread to the famished.  Like giving sight to a blind person just to have it again taken away.
To me it was a lifeline when I was drowning.

God? Where were you when I was once youthful, more attractive, loveless and all alone. I was searching, waiting for the love of my life, that special mind, body connection with another. That never came.  I had so much love and passion to give away. Instead to fill the empty whole I found a substitute.  The next best thing…..or was it the worst.  Settling for the ‘no name brand’ I suppose one might say.

Lord, how by some twisted turn of events, You injected this beautiful soul, a shining star, symbol of strength that instantaneously lights up my face and my heart.  How now, into my damaged life, and withered appearance.
This ‘timing’ thing really is a bitch.

You let me savor a little; an appetizer of what instant chemistry taste like. I had no idea I was starving, until I tasted his existence.
Intensity, magnetism.  Pure madness!
Just for me to be robbed of it.
“No!”  You say. “He is not yours to keep; just enjoy these memories. That’s all they will be.”
Oh I felt the ecstasy alright, the euphoria.  All I ever imagined was in this union, in a great Love. Just for it to abandon me. You God, have that power. To give and to taketh away.
My heart left dissected, to forever bleed.  This was my chance, never to be encountered again. My greatest fear of time ticking away. Life fading, body aging. Heart aching.

So I say to you again God, how dare you, introduce me this angel when I haven’t even left this earth yet. Is it another one of your master plans? A strategy perhaps.

I can only vigorously hope and wildly imagine that You will allow us to meet up in Heaven.  
A flicker of hope remains.  
Maybe then, this ‘timing’ thing will be right.
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