Dear God,
Please help me get over these difficult times i am having right now.I find myself lying to people close to me, and I don’t want to do it, please give me the courage to just tell the truth! Also people help me to get through this dark time and help ward of the monsters in my head telling me to end my life:(
Grace, Melbourne/Australia
Dear God,
I wish I had gotten to see Bobby again before he died. He was such an important part of that portion of my life and now he’s gone for good. I can’t believe I had to find out through MySpace. I can’t comprehend his family without him…
Now Nick’s death has really changed a lot of people. Was that your plan all along? To make all of us really care when we hear about another DUI case? To help us pass legislation? To help us come together that night? I just wish I’d been able to see him again, talk to him again, before he was gone. Our community is changed because we lost someone so good. He wasn’t just your typical standout athlete- he like to mow lawns, he gave hugs freely, he was generous. But you know that- you did it!
Please keep helping us fight to change the laws so that Drunk Driving is something as unacceptable as… smoking indoors.
Bright, Vermont
Dear God,
I have tried and tried to get over my love. So many years have passed, so many relationships and all I can see is him at the end. I have made so many turns. I crossed the equator. I got married. I built a new life and yet… yet I see him everywhere, every corner every song… Dear god, please give me guidance. Give me light. Give me strength to do what is right or to re-built my life back. Lost In New York, Brazil/Sao Paulo
Dear God,
Why did you make the one person in my life who is supposed to love and protect me unconditionally become the one to destroy me?
It’s mother’s day, my least favorite “holiday” of the year. All of the nice, loving things I wrote on my mother’s card were lies. She is not the best mom. I don’t appreciate everything she’s done for me. Sometimes I question whether I love her.
I know, God, that it’s wrong to have hateful feelings toward my mother. But she breaks me apart. One week before my birthday, I overdosed and had to go to the emergency room. The sole factor that led me to this point was my mother’s oppression and anger towards me. The same night, she found out about my drug addict boyfriend and called me a whore and an idiot.
Those words will never leave me.
God, why do you let my mother treat me like this? Am I really the horrible person she makes me feel like? Please tell me I’m not.
Lindsey, Nevada, USA
Dear God,
It’s interesting that I pray to you here because I don’t really believe in you. I’m a Buddhist. Still, cultural customs die hard, and culturally I’m as Christian as any American ever was. Besides, I find it hard to pray to the Buddha for whatever reason.
I pray because in this lifetime I want to become a monk. I know it’s a path with meaning. I could become a lawyer, an author, a professor, or anything else I want to be, but I want to give it all up and put on the robes. Why? I just know deep down it’s for the best.
But to give up everything for the sake of an enlightenment I’m not even *really* sure exists? I’m not even talking my video games and my books and my music here; not even my friends. I have to give up *desire*. I investigate this in my meditation and I know that the message is true - life is suffering, attachment causes suffering. But when you find out your mind hangs together strictly because of desire? That’s the glue that binds our personality together, desire and lust and fear and disgust. It’ll take me all my life to even make a dent in it, and the whole time I could be off making love, having kids, listening to beautiful music, surrounding myself with beautiful things.
I want to do this. May my last desire be to prostrate before the Buddha eternally. May no obstacles impede me as I step into fear and release myself from the prison of self.
Amen.
Chuck, Wisconsin/USA
Dear God,
I want to ask for clarity, to be loved and for the ability to trust.
It’s three years in June with a boy I adore, I did love him, but that’s faded. We broke up and got back together, he lied but always blamed me for his choices in that time - I didn’t do a thing… Hardly.
He is the sole reason I believe in love and the sole reason why I don’t trust and the only reason why I do not have clarity. He blurs my vision, my thoughts, my reasoning. But, I can’t let go. I should. I really should.
It’s not the same and he doesn’t care. Yet, there is someone willing and able to give me what my heart needs and I can’t give up on this old love. I don’t think you can choose for me, but I do think you can help me see clearer - if you are even real.
God, why did you make us such complex beings? Why did you allow us to feel hurt, love, pain and sorrow? Why would you not guide us to our own happiness? Why do you watch us suffer?
It’s been too long.
Ann, Sydney/Australia
Dear God,
I never imagined emailing you. I don’t think I’ve ever been this confused in my life. I was raised to be a nurturer. I was taught to take care of others before taking care of myself. I took care of my mom with that wretched brain tumor when I was 21 years old until she finally died. That, God, was the worst thing in my life. I was so young, and I had to fill the void in my mom’s life during her personal agony. I gave up the chance at a magnificent career to follow my husband and raise three beautiful daughters. I stayed at home believing in love, believing in commitment. And we did take care of everyone…his abandoned father, my grandmother, and my father. My husband fell in love with a much younger woman, but, you already know that. And, as you remember he left us nine years ago. Since then so much has happened, and I’ve lost sight of my faith in you. The girls and I had to face my father’s long and horrific battle with Alzheimer’s disease until he died, too. My ex husband has very little to do with our older children now, and when he does it seems so phony and strained to them, and quite honestly I have nothing to say to them about him. When he left us, he abandoned You, too. Remember? And now, God, he does “God talk” according to the girls, and it makes them sick because he will not hear their anger and pain from the past, or much less deal with it so there can be healing. I love my children and have made the best of trying to help them in this life as they face adulthood. I am cynical, however, about love. My oldest child has rejected men all together and believes she is a lesbian. That’s ok, too, but, I would rather believe it’s from her true identity instead of a hatred of men brought on by the pain of the past. The other two are wounded, but, seem to have a clearer purpose in their lives.
I’ve had 3 men try to love me over the last 8 years. Each one has had amazing qualities that I respect, but, I continue to push them all away because of the walls I’ve built around my heart. Some days I believe I will never be in another relationship again. Can, indeed, a person be just too wounded, damaged, to try human love again. I know your love is perfect. And maybe that is all I need.
My fundamental Christian friends fail to understand the life of a single mom. They don’t know how to wrap their minds around failed relationships. I’m no wonderful Christian these days either, God. And I think about the future for my girls and their relationships with men, husbands and I wonder what damage their dad and I have given them.
I know you’re busy trying to cope with bigger crises in the world, and there are people everywhere outside this country who are living in constant poverty and hopelessness… But, could you please send help…for me, for my girls, even for my ex-husband.
Your confused believer….
Confused Mom, USA
Dear God,
In 9 days my best friend is headed to court. I am not sure if its for sentencing or just a hearing because he wont give me any details. He says he doesn’t want to hurt me so he would rather have me find out when he’s “gone”. He is facing 2-4 years for mistakes he made when his immaturity was getting the best of him. I look into his eyes now & can see how remorseful he is. His drinking is at an all-time high and he talks more and more about suicide every time I see him. My heart is breaking and its hard for me to close my eyes at night thinking that I could wake-up to the worst case scenario. Please help him. Let him see that this may be a blessing in disguise. That this is an opportunity to take responsibility for his drinking problems that have lead him to receive the felonies. Please give him the courage he needs to get through this ordeal…ALIVE. Please God, keep him safe and let him be reminded that he is not alone. He’s so scared God, and he needs your love. Worried Heart, Arizona/USA
Dear God,
I haven’t spoke to my brother since we were children. We live in the same house but we don’t speak to each other, we don’t even look at each other. I hold a grudge because he caused a lot of bad things to me and our family. He is really troubled. He is a drug addict.
Nobody knows about that, even my beloved boyfriend. I wish that he got himself straight one day. I wish to tell him ‘i love you’ someday because I really do. No matter what he has put us through I do love him. Dear God, I wish that he could change and I hope we will be close some day and I hope it won’t be too late.
M. Poland
Dear God,
I feel like I am in a permanent state of sadness and despair. Living is a daily painful ordeal, every night I go to bed wishing that I wont wake up the next morning.
Ayesha, South Africa
Dear God,
She was my best friend. We listened to Foo Fighters, kept each other company studying in the library, I felt at ease when I was with her. What she didn’t see was me spiraling down; anxiety, depression, compulsion. What I didn’t see was her asking to come over late at night, bringing me coffee to cheer me up. She didn’t know what was wrong but she knew it was something.
One night we kissed. She stayed over in my bed. We both woke up in each others arms, hung over and smiling. over the next month but I got worse, i was afraid. she wanted to be close to me and I was terrified of everything going wrong in my life. I pushed her away.
I take medication now, I see a therapist once a week, I even stopped drinking. She has gone though, we said we would still be friends but we wont. She was my best friend. I could see myself marrying her. Everyday I think of how happy I was to wake up next to her and how I probably wont see her again.
I just want her to know I’m so sorry, i wasn’t myself, and I never meant to hurt her. If you can let her know that I’d be grateful.
Terry, Boston/USA
Dear God,
Thank you so much for all the unbelievable blessings you have given me. I have two beautiful, healthy children and an awesome husband who I love more every day.
Please let my husband see how many unwanted children there are in this world and let one who needs a family come into our lives. I get sick when I see how children are neglected or abused. I feel like caring for one of your children is my calling, yet I keep hearing these horror stories of emotionally-disturbed children that had been adopted and the adoptive parents cannot take care of them. So that does scare me somewhat; but please help me not to think of what “could” happen.
You blessed us with such love in our family and the means to support our kids, I know any child that needed a family would thrive with us.
Please give me direction. Should I seek out a needy child or will one naturally come to us?
Marcy, Raleigh/NC/USA
Dear God,
Suddenly I begin to feel her near me, but it hurts to see thats she’s really so far away, more each day. I need to say somethings to her, I need to kiss her again, I need her in my arms once more, I need to see her face when I’m lying next to her I’m afraid of never seeing her again. I want to hear Nick Cave’s “Into my Arms” without crying. Please lead her way with your guiding light right into the happines path, and help me to forget her…or bring her back, I promise to do my best and to learn from my mistakes, mistakes that made me lose her. I know she hasn’t forget me yet so send an angel to whisper in her ear each night that I love her and that I want her to be happy…even if it’s not with me. Sorry about my english but you are god so I know that you will understand my prayer.
Amen
Roberto, Mexico 
Dear Allah,
Thank you for inspiring the people behind dear-god with dear-god..
I was feeling down and decided to post a miserable prayer but then I took a peek at the first few posts on dear-god and I changed my mind.
I thought I was miserable! There are a hell of a lot more miseries in this world, which makes my misery sound like a whining, ungrateful complaint.
Dear Allah, I will not lose hope, and will keep on trying my best however down and suicidal I might be.. My intentions are good, and I never meant anything bad to others, so please Allah, I hope in the end the results will be good too.
Please Allah, lead me to the best path..
Nameiva, Singapore 
Dear God,
I’ve been in love with a guy for two years. He’s not with me now but we were together for 6 months and things were very weird because I always felt that there was someone else watching us. As the result of that feeling I kept a wall between us (even though I die to tell him I love him everyday!!!). We eventually broke up but it hasn’t ended for me. I know it’s been two years…but every time I get the chance to see him I fall in love with him all over again. But to make things worst, I have a new boyfriend. I feel so sad about what I’m doing to him. I know I’m not the first one in this situation.What should I do God? Really…I get physically and mentally tired just to think of it. I’ve cried millions of tears. I try to tell myself everyday…”You don’t love him anymore…move on”. Should I just give up and let it die?
Ana, Somewhere
Dear God,
dear devine universe,
dear my unborn daughter,
I know that you are all one.
You have been with me for the past eight weeks, yet I know that we’ve been together through eternity.
But we will have to say goodbyes to each other tomorrow morning, at least for time being in this physical world. I know you understand the situation & I felt your forgiveness.
For a little while, I experienced the rest of my life with you. Watching you grow .. turning into a beautiful woman.
But my current situation is very difficult. I wish that things were different & I could have in my life. But for now, it’s on hold I guess.
I hope we come across in each other’s way again one day. And have you join the rest of our family, including your father and your two brothers.
I feel your love, beauty & light. And I am so sorry that I have to do this to us tomorrow.
I will always be with you no matter what.
Love Mom, California/USA
Dear God,
I am so tired. Tired of failing. Tired of trying. Tired of wanting to be different than I am. Why am I an addict? Why do I consistently seek to numb myself, to eradicate any pain, real or imagined? Why do I seem to demand a life that is free of pain? Help me to embrace life as it is, even when it hurts. Even when it’s scary as hell. Even when there’s a damn good chance that I will fail . . . again. People tell me that you love me just as I am. If that’s so, then why is it so damn hard for me to trust You? Why do I insist on living as if You don’t exist or at least matter? Help me God. I need rest. I need peace. I don’t know how much longer I can do this. Derzu Sylizias, Seattle,USA
Dear God,
When are you going to let all those who believe in you know that you don’t exist? I find it alarming, scary in fact, that so many blindly devote themselves, act on the behalf of, and talk to something that quite clearly doesn’t exist.
You’ve kept a firm grip on society through promoting shame, guilt and fear - not of your wrath - but of humanity and life itself.
I get that many of us need ’something’ to believe in, I get that. But it’s still very sad to know that a fairy tale has become the biggest prank in history. I’m sorry people, but no matter who or
what you act on behalf of, what YOU do in this life still matters.
Who you hurt, who you shame, who you love and who you help determines who you are - what you believe is irrelevant - pain, suffering, joy and love are real.
The reason god knows everything you do, is because god IS you! It’s a joke. Don’t you get it?
Dane, Brisbane/Australia
Dear Universe,
It is with a heavy, exhausted heart that I say, “thanks”. Deep in my heart I know that I am feeling exactly what I need to, in order to move into my next moment. Sometimes I try to force myself into the next moment quicker than time (your heartbeat) wants me to. You want me to enjoy and learn from each beat. I try, each day, I try. I am also trying to not turn the hands of time backwards.
I know, each moment is precious, and I thank you for that. That, and all of the people, experiences, good things and bad things that are part of each moment, I am thankful. From these people and things I learn - I try to take the good forward and leave the bad behind.
Thank you Universe for all of these things, including my very tough day today.
I love you and me.
Steven, Dallas/USA