Dear Father (A Spoken Word)

Описание: An honest and powerful spoken word by Chiniqua Washington


I laid in my closet on the floor, trying to ignore the chaos all around me. Closing my eyes for some relief, drifting away from disbelief I allow the worries of today to roll off my tongue
Hoping God’s hands are big enough to catch my fears, his heart big enough to attune his ears to my cries of despair, using my words as spears testing his care, determined to prove his presence is rare…

Dear Father,
When you spoke light into the darkness and separated day from night, how long did you intend for night to last?
It’s been so long now, filled with only restless sleep, and honestly I am more tired than I’ve ever been in the past
My heart aches with a pain that I’ve never known before. These times make no sense and I can’t bare anymore.

Can you even hear me?

Even the simple things are a challenge when you are surrounded by darkness. I never thought I’d have to be reminded to breathe. Blinded by the absence of light, I can barely fix my eyes see.
With no vision, I am lost. I just feel the fragments of my broken dreams.

Are you even listening?

Have you even minded the state of the world, and all of it’s destruction? There’s literally nothing right with the world, and we’re still expected to function.
We’ve learned to sleep walk our way, just trying to survive, clinging on to anything that slightly resembles light, addicted to the glow from our screens can’t actually give us life

Are you anywhere near me?

I feel so alone right now, left to figure out what to do with all my doubt that’s clouding my mind. You are the God that’s supposed to be good all the time, yet you feel so far.
You allowed us to be blanketed by this darkness putting everything to sleep, if I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul you’ll keep

If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul you will keep, please wake me up before I die, your presence is all I seek
Please wake me up before I die your presence all I need, I have very little to offer, Will you help my unbelief?
Will you bless me? Keep me? Let your face shine upon me like a new dawn. Restoring life all around me to what I thought was dead and gone.
May the seeds sewn in darkness, manifest in the light. May your son shine on and through your children. We declare victory after this long night.
We fight from a posture of surrender, giving ourselves over to your will, and when everything is ago, may we remember to be still?

Dear Father,
Thank you for your grace and being strong enough to take our pain.
Thank you for staying near though we push you away, you still remain
Thank you for wasting nothing, even when we don’t understand your plan
Thank you for being a rock when the world is shifting sands
Thank you for your work in us, our hearts you are transforming, thank you for awakening us into a new and glorious morning.