Scream

Do you ever feel like screaming?  I just want to explode.  But I can't.  I have to maintain my composure because I am a husband, father, employee, a Christian and every other obligation and responsibility I have.  Who do you go to when you feel that way?.  Friends don't really want to hear it, your kids should not hear it, people at work just don't care.  Who is left?  Your bartender, I guess, if you have one.  Life is stressful.  Why?  One would think that life should be easy.  Find someone that you love, have a few kids work for 30 years or so and then retire.  One lucky day it will all be over and I will finally meet Jesus.  I can't wait to take a walk with my Grandpa Steenbergen.  I never saw him walk unassisted.  I look forward to meeting my grandpa Bundy.  I don't remember him at all.  Until then, I just have to keep plugging away in this world wondering who will listen to me scream.  God.  That's right, God will listen to me scream.  When it comes down to it, he is the only one who cares and the only one that can do anything about it.  Why then, is he the last one we go to.  There just seems to be something wrong with the idea of getting mad at God.  He gave me life, I should at least always be polite to him. I think God understands that we get frustrated.  I think he also understands that we created this mess, we have to deal with it.  Deal with it.