From the Unlocking by Adrian Plass 1994 The Bible Reading Fellowship
On this particular day, I feel a failure. What am I allowed to wonder, Father?
Am I allowed to wonder why you make it all so difficult? Even as I say those words the guilt settles.
Perhaps it isn't really difficult at all.
Probably it's me that's difficult.
Probably, because of my background, and my temperament, and my circumstances, it was always going to be difficult for me.
But what if that's just a cop-out? What if I' m kidding myself?
What if, deep inside, I know that my own deliberate doing and not doing has always made it difficult?
What if I' m one of those who has been called, but not chosen? In that case it's not difficult-it's impossible.
What if you don't exist at all, and death is a sudden stumble into silence?
(Can you let me know if you-don't exist, by the way-before Friday night, if it's all the same to you.)
There are moments, Father, when it's so easy, so easy that I can't remember why it ever seemed so difficult.
Those moments pass-they're valuable-but they pass. Have you noticed how, when those moments have gone, I try to walk away, but I can't?
I think I shall follow you even if you don't exist. Even if I'm not chosen ..
Even if it goes on being difficult ... Are you still listening?
I'm sorry to have made a fuss,
It's just that, on this particular day, I feel a failure. My feet and hands hurt,
And there's this pain in my side.