Are you there God? It’s Me Generation X.

Are you there God Its Me generation X poem
Are you there God? It’s Me, Generation X. Source

Looking for God in those 2 a.m. cigarettes,
as we look to the stars in the sky on all those many nights.
–Ode to Generation X, 2009

I’ve never smoked a cigarette, but if I did, and it just so happened to be at 2 a.m., I’m pretty certain that alone in the smoke and the lamplight, I’d be looking toward God. I’d be inhaling on all the years that have rocketed by and exhaling on all the things I can’t change – like people I love growing up or growing old or moving away.

I’d be inhaling on my cautious hopes for tomorrow and exhaling on how I wish for my Bridgy and Sully and Juliette — and Juliette — and Juliette — a perfect world with no sorrow or pain.

And, then I’d inhale on bigger hope, because life is short and I want to seize the day. Then I’d close my eyes and exhale at the thought of my children, laughing and smiling with most of their lives still ahead of them; and Robert — and Robert, his black hair salted more and more with each passing day.

Not Cigarettes, But Prayer

And, then I’d inhale again at the thought of my own mortality, and that one day, I will leave this world, and I hope my living matters – even if only to them. And, suddenly, I’d exhale, so glad there is a God who understands that all this inhaling and exhaling at 2 a.m. is not cigarettes, but prayer.
And, then, I’d ask Him for a miracle – whatever kind He thinks I might need, because it never hurts to ask.

So, are you there God? It’s me, Generation X.

Comments

  1. Neil Martin says

    So very inspiring. A wonderful website that I have bookmarked and will enjoy reading in the near future…… Such a breath of fresh air!!!!

    Thank you

  2. Anonymous says

    IM A GENERATION X-ER AND APPARENTLY I CODDLED MY KIDS AND WAS CINSIDERED OVERLY EMESHED WITH THEM. WHICH I DIDNT UNDERSTAND BUT IN WAYS I SEE HOW THEY ARE RUDE IN WAYS ESPECIALLY MY OLDEST SON OF THIRTY IS QUITE SELF CENTERED BUT THINKS THE PROBLEMS ARE OTHER PEOPLES FAULT HES NEVER WRONG IN HIS OPINION AND NOW HE RUNS ME OVER IN MY OWN HOME IN EVERY WAY YOU CAN IMAGINE AND I DONT ECVEN HAVE A SAY IN MY HOME AS HE OCCUPIES MY LIVING ROOM WITH HIS PIG STY WAYS AND MY KITCHEN WITHG THE SAME I ALMOST NEVER USE IT ANYMORE AND HIS CAT OCCUPIES MY BATHROOM I NEVER WAS ONE TO ALLOW LITTERBOXES IN MY HOUSE. I LIVE LIKE IN UNSANITARY CIONDITIONS BECAUSE OF IT ID SAY FROM WHAT I SEE WE HAVE BASICALLY WRECKED OUR KIDS WITH LOVE AND RUINED OUR CHANCES FOR RESPECT WITHOUT POSSIBILITY FOR OBTAINING FOR MOST PART…AS WELL I DOUBT IL EVER BE HEARD OR RESPECTED AND IM EXHAUSTED AND DEPRESSED

    • says

      I am so sorry you have gone though this. I understand. It is very painful to love and give so much and have the very people you adore walk all over you. You’re entitled to peace – a peace you can make for yourself. And, you certainly should not have to live with litter boxes if you don’t want them. Take courage and may God be with you on your journey. He is able to help you. IF I didn’t believe this for myself, I would have given up on many things a long time ago. I pray today He will bless and keep you and give you hope.

  3. Loralee Cooley says

    What an incredible discovery: this Blog about “God and Generation X”. I’m of an even older generation than the “Baby Boomers” – I’m a “War Baby” (born during WW 2), and I’ve read and enjoyed “Are You There, God? It’s Me, Margaret,” too.

    I hope to check this Blog of yours often, now that I’ve found it. How refreshing….how sensitive….how “on target”.

    Thank you.

    Loralee

    P.S. I’m a storyteller. Also a musician (piano, mostly).

    Today is Thursday, May 16, 2013.

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