The letters — about 300 in all, sent to a New Jersey minister — ended up dumped in the ocean, most of them unopened.
The minister died two years ago at age 79. How the letters, some dating to 1973, wound up bobbing in the surf is a mystery.
Why these people place their trust in others to help them get a response from God is a puzzlement to me. I have always heard that Christians believe that God listens to every prayer. Why then would these people need to send their prayers to an intermediary?
But however wrong headed the thinking of these poor people, their pain is impossible to ignore.
Many more were written by anguished spouses, children or widows, pouring out their hearts to God, asking for help with relatives who were using drugs, gambling or cheating on them. One man wrote from prison, saying he was innocent and wanted to be back home with his family. A woman wrote that her boyfriend was now closing the door to her daughter's bedroom each night when it used to stay open, and wondered why.
A teenager poured out her heart on yellow-lined paper in the curlicue pencil handwriting of a schoolgirl, begging God to forgive her and asking for a second chance.
"Lord, I know that I have had an abortion and I killed one of your angels," she wrote. "There is not a day that goes by that I don't think about the mistake I made."
One unwed mother wrote that her baby was due in four weeks, and asked God to make the father fall in love with her and marry her so the child would have a father.
Just heartbreaking isn't it?
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