Father in heaven…
Don’t interrupt. I’m praying
But you called Me
Called You? No I didn’t. I’m praying. Father in heaven…
There, you just did it again
Call Me. You said “Father in heaven”. I’m here. What did you want to say?
But I didn’t mean anything. I’m just praying my night prayer. I do it every night before bed, it’s my obligation.
Oh, alright. Go on.
I thank You for your blessings…
Hang on. How grateful are you?
How grateful are you for My blessings?
I…umm…I don’t know. Isn’t that a part of prayer? That’s how they teach me to pray.
Okay, go on…
Yes, continue your prayer.
Ah, right. Bless those who are sick, poor and suffering…
Do you really mean it?
What have you done to help with that?
What have I done? Me? Nothing, I guess. I just think that everything will be alright if You reign upon the earth like You do up there. Mankind need to suffer no more.
Do I reign upon you?
Umm, I go to church. I give offering. I don’t…
That’s not what I want. What about your attitude? Your friends and families suffer because of your bad behaviour. And how you waste money. And how everything is just for your own need.
Stop that. I’m as good as other people who go to church every Sunday.
Oh, sorry. I thought you asked Me to bless those who are in need. For that to happen, I need help from those who care, you for example.
Please, God. I need to finish my prayer. This is taking longer than usual.
Bless your missionaries so that they can help people who are hurting
You mean people like Dion?
Yes, the boy who lives at the end of the block.
Dion…But he likes to smoke and get drunk, and he never goes to church!
Have you ever seen inside his heart?
Of course not. How could I possibly…
I have. His heart is one of the most hurting ones.
Fine. Let You send your missionaries to him, o God.
Shouldn’t it be you who become My missionary? I think I have made it clear in every church ceremony.
Wait, hold on. Is this a ‘Criticize-me-day”?? I’m just doing what I should do, following your command to pray. And You, out of nowhere, intervened and told me all my wrongs.
You called me, so I’m here now. Carry on with your prayer. I’m looking forward hearing the next part. You haven’t changed the order right? C’mon.
I don’t want to.
I know what You will say.
Forgive me my sins…and help me to forgive others.
What about Billy?
I knew it. I knew you would ask about Billy. Listen, God, he told lies about me that my friends avoid me. They think I’m a big liar when in fact I did nothing. Just he wait and see, he will pay for that!
But your prayer. What about your prayer?
I didn’t mean it.
Good, you’re being honest at least. I think you’re fine carrying your grudge everywhere you go, is that right?
No, I don’t like it. But I will be satisfied once I do a revenge.
Wanna know a secret?
You won’t feel satisfied. You will only feel worse. Listen to me; forgive Billy, and I will forgive you.
But God, I can’t forgive him.
Then I can’t forgive you.
Really, whatever it takes?
Really, whatever it takes. Oh you’re not done are you. Go on.
Right…Help me to control myself and lead me not into temptation.
Good, good, I will do that. But you, stay away from where you will be easily tempted.
What do you mean, God?
Stop wasting your time in places where you shouldn’t be…Most of the stuff offered there will influence you sooner or later. You will suddenly find yourself in awful things…And when that happens, don’t use me as an emergency exit.
Emergency exit? I don’t get it.
Yes you do. You’ve done it over and over. When you’re in a bad situation, you will come to me and pray “God, help me to get out of this problem and I promise I won’t do it again!” It always amuse me how serious you pray when you are desperate for help. You remember how you ‘promised’ me something last time?
No I don’t…Oh wait, when my sister found me watching…geez!!
Do you remember how you prayed “O God, don’t let her tell mom. I promise I won’t watch this kind of thing ever again.” She didn’t tell your mom. But you didn’t keep your promise.
I broke my promise God. I’m so sorry.
Good, continue your prayer.
Wait, Father. I want to ask You something. Do you always listen to my prayers?
Yes. Every time, every word.
Then why haven’t you answered me before?
How many chance did you give me to do so? There’s never enough time between your “Amen” and your head landing on the pillow. How can I give you answers?
You can, if only You really want to.
No. I can, if only YOU really want me to. My son, I always long to talk to you.
Father I’m sorry. Will you forgive me?
I already did. And thank you for letting me intervene. Sometimes I really wish I can talk to you. Good night, I love you.
Good night Father. I love you too…
Adapted & translated from
Doa Malam…diinterupsi oleh Tuhan
Our Father knows us even before we were born!
You are my strength, strength like no other!