“What do we say when we talk with God? We say whatever we feel like saying.” ~ The Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions of Overeaters Anonymous, p. 93"Whatever," I can say,
am known for saying,
have clock and bag, "whatever."
That and thousands more
I'm capable of spitting out,
of murmuring, of writing.
So why has prayer come hard,
uncomfortable, ringing false?
Why can't I find such words
to offer up to God, conversing,
griping, praising, pleading,
accepting, loving, adoring?
Why should strangers
have my voice in preference
to my maker? God, I'll speak
whatever words I have,
knowing your love for whatever.
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