Oh God, my friend.
I go to church every Sunday 
    as you or somebody in church has commanded.

But I am troubled by many things that happen there.

Sometimes other people are open and caring, 
But other times they seem angry and demanding.

All my life I have sought a friendship with you.
    And you have clearly been a friend to me.

You have loved me when I didn’t deserve it.
You have kept our friendship together when I almost walked away.

You have shown me ways to love others unconditionally.
And I’ve been able to love a lot of people that way.

But some of your church people don’t seem to be into loving, 
                            or living, 
                            or even into you!

I’m not condemning them or rejecting them.
I’m trying to care about them.
But I don’t understand them.

Oh God, my friend.
These people are like difficult relatives 
    making our church family more frustrating than it needs to be.

I know you are a lot more frustrated than I about this.
And I know things won’t change tomorrow.

I just thought I could share this with you.
And I know you’ll get back to me when you can.