Because Angels Deliver The Mail

Then he (Jacob) dreamed, and behold, a ladder was set up on the earth, and its top reached to heaven; and there the angels of God were ascending and descending on it. Genesis 28:12

To: The Highest

From: A Poet On The Ground

Dear God,

I wrote You a poem, Lord,

and it started with "please".

I asked for your blessing

on one down on her knees.

It ended
in "Amen", a breath, and belief,

but if it should come to be, Lord,

that the answer is no, Lord,

I'll write you another poem,

and I'll start it again with "please".

But this time
I'll ask for your grace, and your peace,

Your righteousness— Your serenity.

I'll ask for Your mercy (if ever impatient I am to be).

Then I'll thank You, dear Lord,

For always hearing me, Lord,

For the cross bore at Calvary, Lord,

and for daily rescuing me.

Baby sister with the littler sister.