I’m not sure how things got so bad in this country. I suppose it’s our own fault for not doing more. Perhaps the distractions in our own lives keep us from fighting for you. I’m so sorry for that.
I’ve never written a letter to anyone in government yet about protecting marriage or supporting Israel. I never stood to stop abortions or fought to put prayer back in schools yet… I’m sorry.
You don’t ask for much. You just want to be recognized as the one true God and you want us to love each other. You want us to walk humbly with you and love mercy; To keep your commandments and laws which will protect us and reminds us that you care for us. I’m sorry that we forget that sometimes.
I know your heart is broken and we did that. We allowed this country to try and tell you what’s right and wrong.
But you’re bigger and stronger. You can wipe us all out like you did Sodom and Gomorrah. You would have every right. You shouldn’t have to look on sin and we did this. We allowed sin to overtake this land that you created. I’m sorry.
I suppose I’m begging for additional mercy on us. There are some of us that have to live here amongst your haters and it seems like there is more of them than there are of us. Sadly, we aren’t opening our mouths enough and when we do we’re not doing it like you would so it turns out bad- real bad. Even those that call themselves a Christian (follower of Christ) show now action of actually following you or defending you. I’m sorry for that too.
I have no excuse for this country, only shame. You created marriage and it belongs to you- not the Government no matter how hard they try. You created life and there are women who kill their own babies but that type of murder is allowed here. We can’t pray in school but then these people turn to hate you when violence and killings break out in our schools.
It’s a good thing I’m not you… I would have lost my temper ages ago… But you’re so good you still love us. You still have hope in us. Please show me that hope because I’m starting to lose mine.
With all my love,
Daniela
