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If you had the opportunity to write to God, what would you say to him? Our colleagues from the Italian Psychologies asked their readers about this and chose the 5 most powerful and touching letters.
1. «Thank you for being a woman»
Amina, 46 years old
Lord, I thank you for making me a woman, so sensitive, emotional, bright and alive. I am happy looking at myself in the mirror in the morning. I run my hand through my hair, stroke my cheek, make faces at myself, admire my hands, ask myself a thousand questions about my weight, and I can scold myself a million times for not using anti-wrinkle cream. I am your creation on earth and I feel it. I feel your hand that created my body — the hand that provided me with everything that can «give»: give life, give milk to grow this life, give love, give patience and tolerance, and take them for yourself, because I don’t have them yet. When your hand worked on my bodies, it was so generous that it brought me closer to you: are not we both capable of giving life? Aren’t we both the answer to all the impulses of the heart? However, now I live with the feeling that you have abandoned me.
“I am 44 years old and I have nothing: no money, no job, no home. I am 44 years old and I have everything: love, freedom, courage, hope.”
Why did you give me such beautiful hair, since then you ask me to hide it under a scarf? Why did he ask me to hide himself from men’s eyes? To be submissive to only one, to serve and obey him? Did you give me a mind and a spirit just so I could watch and be silent? Why did you give me so much when you took it all away? Something must have happened since your preferences changed. Something that instead of light power fills me with hatred and resentment. And yet, something will never go away and always makes me the one who can bring new life into the world, which I will grow with love and humility. I am close to you like never before, because every second I approach you, with all questions, doubts and faith.
2. «My name is Martina, and I’m all in front of you, as I am»
Martina, 44
Well, here I am… My name is Martina. I’m no longer a yoga instructor, no longer a company director, no longer a company president… I’m just Jana, a woman looking for a new job, with empty hands turned to you. I realized that in order to ask you, I need to reset everything that I have. Thank you for making me understand that everything is unstable, ephemeral, uncertain … Thank you for making me realize that the most important thing is to be, not to have.
I am 44 years old and have nothing: no money, no job, no home. I am 44 years old and I have everything: love, freedom, courage, hope. And here I am, Lord, freed from all my prejudices, fears, anxieties, full of you, trusting, ready to go where you say — for me, for my own good, for my personal growth. No shadows, no masks. With a free and peaceful spirit. Teach me and lead me on.
3. «I don’t believe you exist»
Diego, 48
I don’t believe in your existence, but since so many people are talking about you, I can’t ignore it. I think you are some idea. Multiidea, that is, many ideas in one. Hope, judgment, path, reason, carrot and stick. You are peace and war, love and hate, passion and self-denial. When I was little, I believed in you. And then I stopped praying. I suffered, but this suffering was within me and I controlled it. I don’t owe you anything. You are the universal idea, and I am my own. You are everyone’s stupidity, and I am mine. You are certainty and I am doubt.
I am almost 50, and all this time I have lived without thinking about you. Today I am writing to you to ask you to disappear completely, forever. To leave the opportunity for everyone to discover the world, its beauty and the people living in it through their own thoughts. To leave each with his own consciousness, in his own life.
4. «What’s wrong with you?»
Paola, 25 years old
Let’s drink something and talk a little… Wars are going on in the world, tornadoes and hurricanes are destroying lands and human lives. Children are beaten, sold and killed. Men rape women. Innocents are being killed. They say that everything in the world happens just like that, because you gave people freedom. But does freedom have to come at such a high price?
“I’m tired, Lord. Tired of my soul, of my body. Tired of my sexuality and the search for love «
Come on, one more. Tell me why you feel bad. I’m looking for you, Lord, do you know that? And what are you doing? Give me freedom Do you love me a little or not? Where are you? Are you dead inside of me? I’m looking for your hands to let me go. I’m tired, Lord. Tired of my soul, of my body. Tired of my sexuality and the search for love. Why are you allowing all this suffering? Will all of humanity suffer just because you finally see me happy and loved? Lord, are you listening to me? Do you see how I struggle, how I try to do good? Come visit me, have a drink, talk a little…
5. «I hated you for quite some time»
Giovanni, 40 years old
My dear friend, for quite a long time I ignored you and hated you. I can say that life has never spoiled me. As an orphan, I grew up in a world of orphanages and social workers. I have broken the harshest laws. My life could be stuck in courts and prisons, turned into one continuous riot. But that didn’t happen.
Beatrice, who distributed books to prisoners for free, was like a breath of fresh air in my tightly locked world. She comes from a simple family, a Catholic, with a porcelain face. When I got out of jail, she took me to Mass. Perhaps you will smile, it was the first time I crossed the threshold of the church. And now — now you and I love each other. It’s amazing what happiness has settled in my soul. Truly, faith moves mountains and heals any ailment. Now Beatrice and I have a family — a family that I never had. With love, my dear new friend.