Conversations with God

I sat down in confession rooms searching for your guidance,
Priests and nuns were nothing to me but a simple hindrance.
The times that I connected with you, when I swear I heard your voice,
Were the times that I sat up in my bed trying to make a choice.
When I was a little girl I was afraid to let you down,
I still let you down anyway but I still felt your love surround.
Even now I think of you, my voice of reason and strength,
My hope at the end of a long day, you were always there.
And when I'm facing a challenge that I think that I can't complete,
When I'm facing loss and hurt and I'm too afraid to admit defeat,
I swear I hear your voice in my head, and you help me set things right,
Dear oh God thank-you, I'll pray to you tonight