Dear God,
It’s hard waking up at 3am and
having your life flashing thru your mind. Doesn’t make for a good nights rest.
All the things you would like to do over. I’m not like the one who says they are
satisfied with their life and wouldn’t do anything over. I could use a couple
of second chances. A couple dozen. Usually, I don’t think much about the things
that I did well. Those things don’t haunt you. It’s the mistakes, the failures,
the missed chances. When I get to the pearly gates, there will be a lot of
explaining to do. I figure I’m a pretty good talker. And St. Peter has got to
be getting old, so I might have a chance. None the less, I hope you are a
forgiving God, bcause I’m going to need it. Forgiveness, that is. With a
little compassion thrown in. And maybe a golf course or two.
Thank you,
The Peever
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