Don’t Assume

I don’t attend church regularly.
If you asked me to pick up a sign and protest pro-choice on the streets, I’d say you were crazy.
I don’t believe in sex after marriage and I believe that whom you love is whom you love.
I believe that my priest is human.
I don’t believe that I will be struck down in the streets if I eat meat on Friday during Lent.

I do believe in God.

When the pain was not going to stop her,
I prayed that this would be a good trip for her,
Something that would be worth the effort of getting out of bed everyday,
He didn’t take the pain away but
He did bring out the sunshine, blue skies and green fields for miles,
He had the birds singing in the trees, the leaves changing ever so slightly to hues of red,
He pulled bodies out of bed ‪at 5 AM to greet her at the airport,
He got her three shout outs in the wedding speeches
He blessed her with more blessings than the Bride and groom.
He gave her the strength to walk into the church even though the wheelchair was sitting in the trunk of the car.
He gave her security to smile when behind closed doors she could do all but move.

When she returned home to emergency surgery,
It should have been no surprise when the all clear came from the doctor,
Outside was a sunset that can only be describe as a poet’s cliché, heavenly,

I believe that he listens, sometimes like he is just listening to me.
That what I say in my head is like my own personal radio to an all-powerful being.
I don’t have a ritual of getting down on my knees and pressing the palm of my hands together,
The second grader within me urges to fulfill the catholic school rhetoric,
But the adult in me has learned through life,
When I say my thoughts to who is listening, I know that I’m being heard.
I see his answers everyday in opportunities and circumstances that change.
Things happen for a reason because there is a plan,
You are given opportunities when you open your heart to the possibilities.
I believe in God because when my prayers about someone who is that important are answered means I have to be talking to someone pretty special.

I can’t tell you every holy holiday,
I believe that his light shines through my student’s faces,
My bible is an app that exists in a cloud,
I believe he gives me my voice,
I curse at cars on Monday mornings,
In the darkest of times, he will provide clarity,
I don’t declare my faith on my sleeve,
But I do believe in him.