Tag: Prayers

Lord God, won’t you bless this lottery ticket I bought today? Bless it Lord with your generous hand and grant me the blessing of being able to live a new way of life. I can’t recall any special deeds I made to be deserving of what I ask and I know I missed Sunday masses quite a number of times but I desire to come to you now and ask this special favor. You are the only one who can grant my prayers, the only one who can listen to my pleas and deliver me from my sins. Lord, some people say that this is not a good way to reach one’s dreams, to improve one’s life. People say that those who buy these tickets are those who want to harvest what they didn’t sow, get paid for a fortune they havent worked for. They say that the people who buy these tickets are lazy good-for-nothing people who are already desperate in the kind of lives they live.

O God, I am ashamed even if only to call upon your name. How can I even whisper your Holy Name? How can I even lift my eyes towards heaven? I am a sinner. And I have greatly displeased you. I have defiled my own body, the sacred temple I should have kept holy and taken care of with the highest honor and respect. I have failed you so much and so greatly. I have failed the only One who has ever loved me.

Father God, the sisters tell me you are our Father and we can pray to you. They say that you are always there to listen and that you love us so much. Father, I really don’t know what its like to have a father. I don’t know what its like to have a mother too.

My Lord, whose child am I? At times I think I am neither my father’s nor my mother’s. and if I do not belong to any of them, to whom do I truly belong? My life is as shattered as my identity, my heart as broken as my home. Always do I seek for something yet always do I also fail to find what I’m looking for. I am like a vagabond that travels from place to place never finding rest, a bird that flies from one distant land to another, never ever finding its own nest to lay.

Lord, there’s been so much pressure in the office lately, sometimes I just want to run away from it all. The things that I do now, I do so only because I don’t know what else I should be doing. All these years I’ve been the one responsible, the one my family had counted upon to build and uphold our home. Yet things have changed somewhat since then. Changes I’ve always wanted to take place. Somehow however, after all the dreaming and after all the planning and striving, and after all the dreams that came true, I don’t really feel much better or much happier than I thought I would be. Something seems to be missing. Something that I might have lost unknowingly along the way.