JB (12/06/1990 / Missoula, MT)

Dear God

Dear, God:

I just thought that I’d confess. As your son, I’m not the best. I have sinned and not lightly. I have lost the grip you’ve held so tightly. The straight and narrow is hidden in my crimes: lust, lies, hatred, and swearing so many times. My hope is that your love will forgive, though unworthy, I want to live, in your kingdom in your heart. From your grace, I shall not part. A vacation south is not in my desire; your highness is far beyond a searing fire. I’m lost and lonely, unsure what to do, so may I come and stay with you? Please write back in any form you want, the best is a letter, but please make it legible font. Thanks again for taking this time, to read my prayer and bless my rhyme. I look forward to your letter. I believe that’s all it takes to feel much better. Forgive my writing, it’s sometimes messy. I’m writing with love.

Your son,
Jesse

by Jesse Bauer

Comments (2)

nice prayer..........................
Hi Jesse.. i like to read this. Would be better if you could form it in picture poem. Above all, wish you get the letter you asking for soon. Happy Easter! Blessings, Ge'