God says yes to me

A poem by Kaylin Haught

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Since the last newsletter was about belief in an Almighty friend, here’s a perfect poem to match.

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This poem reminds me of a conversation I had with a coworker about her spirituality.

Up until that moment, I had never talked to someone my age about prayer. I asked her how she prayed; it sounded like verbal journaling. Recapping what happened that day, processing what felt good, what didn’t.

As I listened, I understood her relationship with God to be her relationship with herself.

It’s an important relationship to nurture. Sometimes I have these really boring, bitchy voices in my head. We probably all do (…right?). Someone once told me to name them, so that I can tell them to hush when they get too loud. In the same vein, if it helps to call your inner dialogue by some name, let’s say God, and give that inner dialogue a benevolent, accepting personality, why not?