Yes, I said it. I’m so angry at the Creator of the Universe I could spit! This, I realize, is unreasonable, ridiculous, and possible blasphemy on my part. Yet, I’m mad. I truly believed that God would answer my prayers. When people told me that I could ask God for stuff, and He would do it because He loves me, I honestly thought that would happen. So, what you ask, did I want? I wanted to be a successful writer. I wanted it to magically happen. OK, that might be unreasonable, but it doesn’t mean that I’m not mad.
The Bible states that I should ask, and that then I will receive. So, I asked, and asked, and asked. NOTHING. A big fat zero. Someone then told me that I was taking it too literally. God wants good things for us, and he has answered my prayers: I am in excellent health, I have a fabulous little girl and a wonderful husband, I make plenty of money to live comfortably, I live in a free country. I am rich beyond measure in all the ways that matter. In my heart, I know that is true. But, can I tell you the truth? I’m still mad.