Unbendable Will

This poem has been edited but was originally written July 9, 2017 during a particularly difficult struggle with God.

What’s the point
In prayer
When God’s Will
Always
Eclipses my own?

Even when I walk
The Straight
The Narrow
My will
Always
Seems to oppose

So I pray, knowing
It will turn out
The Way it Will
Often
To my dismay
And
In ways
I never
Understand

Until Time
And
Distance
Seem to give
Enough

Space

To let go of
Anger.
Resentment.
Confusion.
Dissolution.

To make peace with
Never getting
What I ask for

So now I pray, knowing
It will be
What it Will
And that is
God’s
And God’s
Only

No matter how hard
I Plead.