I’ve wanted to write this letter for a long time, but I wasn’t sure it would do any good. Like you, I’m on my own journey.
I’ve been frustrated because it feels like you don’t listen to me. Do you really care what I think or feel? I know there has to be more to life, but everywhere I turn there’s another roadblock. I’m struggling at work. The bills keep piling up. My kids are hanging with the wrong crowd, and my mom just got diagnosed with cancer.
I’m looking for empathy, not spiritual answers.
You talk about truth and the Bible in such a way that seems like you’re shoving your opinion down my throat. I often feel judged by you because I don’t understand your thinking. You have a different perspective that sounds so foreign. I doubt I could ever measure up to your standards.
I just want to be happy. I’m not searching for some lofty hope or someone’s view of truth.
To be honest, your religion seems to make you angry all the time. It’s a real downer when you point out everything you find to be wrong in this world. You seem so against everything, it’s hard to believe you could really have my best interest in mind. Your complaints don’t exactly inspire me to become a Christian like you.
Before you talk to me about my spiritual needs, I want to know you care for me.
Life is tough. I feel empty and lonely. I’ve been put down and excluded. When I’m struggling, and you say, “Jesus is the answer,” your words ring hollow. I don’t want to be around people who are always judging me or trying to set me straight.
What I really want to know is if you care about me as a human. I need real friends who stand by me when I’m alone, afraid, or hurt. If you want to influence me, just act like a friend.
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