Letters to God?

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What if we could write letters to the god? Actual letters that god would read and reply!
We could tell god everything!
We could tell him how afternoon classes are mind-numbing in this heat and how you wish you could go take a nap right under the fan in your room.
We could tell him how sometimes you want your notebooks and pens to walk towards you and write by themselves. We could also ask him why many things are disoriented and all people do is mystify them more.

I used to write a letter to god every week when I was in school. Not really hoping for the reply but just incase if he knew that there was one person trying to reach him atypically.
I might have written hundreds of letters and they were all some kind of diaries of mine hoping to be read by god. I sometimes felt like god actually read them (Aren't they supposed to be watching us from the top?)
I was very nice in my first letters. I lied that everything was okay and often made up stories where sick people were recovering, everyone in my class scoring 100 in mathematics and the teacher giving us prizes, and everything getting better. I lied because I thought god might like to hear nice things from earth and not be disturbed by a weekly uproar on his desk(that is, if he had one).

Sometimes I also imagined god as a completely spiritual being and my letters then said, "You must be busy with your prayers but thank you for reading my letter."

I somehow started feeling like I was lying too much. I felt like there was a different person in my hands who wrote those letters and an inner me wanting to race out at times. Then I started with "little" complains. I thought it was okay to have "little" complains.
I told god how I was "little" disappointed with people sticking bubble gums under the desks. I also wrote how it was galling to wait for someone who was late. And then it was flowing- my endless letters of issues. Issues with the world. I often wrote about how the world is not right and how I wished god would, for one time, appear and settle everything down.

I don't write the letters anymore. I somehow didn't continue it.

But think about billions of people writing selfish letters to god every week. How many would he read and how many would he reply to!

Comments

  1. UnknownApril 17, 2016 at 9:08 AM

    God must be be missing your letters..
    must be wondering why they dnt come nemore...well he deserves it,he deserves a lot more 'being angry with him'...He should have replied.#keep_writing.loved it.

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    1. Sonam ChodenApril 22, 2016 at 10:32 AM

      Haha@ Sonam Dorji. I am not mad at god. Thank you for reading:)

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  2. UnknownMay 1, 2016 at 6:26 AM

    I miss your piece of writing and it feels so good reading after a long time. Well, maybe you should continue writing letters to god. ATleast once

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    1. Sonam ChodenMay 17, 2016 at 6:56 AM

      Kelzang! Thank you for saying that. Yes I could write one but I have no idea where I should start from:P I hope you are well. So good to see you!

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  3. Hemen WaryJuly 30, 2016 at 9:15 PM

    u shouldn't stop contacting God.letter writing has become obsolete nowadays. why don't u try sms or some other forms of digital messaging. God will surely love it. heheheh...
    anyway ur blog post was great. keep writing......

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