Dear God

Dear God
I’m not really praying
You see I don’t
Believe in prayer
But you know that
Or at least I think you do
You are supposed to know everything
It must be so boring
To know how everything works out
Perhaps that’s why you gave us
Free will –
That didn’t work out well
Atheists would say I am a disgrace
Prayer is just wishful thinking
The religious would say I’m a hypocrite
Not to believe yet pray
Well not really praying
Just mulling
I probably am a disgrace
Even a disgraceful hypocrite
Or perhaps it’s
Hypocritically disgraceful
I’m sure you would agree
I’ve never been good with belief
I’ve tried Baptists, and Anglicans,
Brethren and Quakers,
Catholics and Buddhists
Atheists and Agnostics
You can see
I gave it my best shot
But I’m never that good with belief
I happiest when puddling along
Meandering my way through life
And praying
Though let’s not call it praying
Mulling will do
So God I hope you
Aren’t offended if I don’t believe
But I’ll think of you as I mull
And I’d appreciate it
If you would answer a mull or two

And I might be tempted to believe.

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By badgerslabyrinth