What if everything you've been told about God never was true? What if God never came when you called on him? What if when you really needed him and you begged him to help and he didn't help? What if you never received any of the blessings for all of the hard work and prayers you've done? What if those that never went to church, prayed any prayers, never worshiped him one day, or believed in him at all, but they seemed to have any and everything they wanted and more, but you nothing? Well these were just questions to me, until the day I really called upon him with all that was inside of me and he never answered. The day I dove into the pool trying to lift her lifeless body, as I cried out to a God that turned a death ear to me. On this day while begging a God that my parents worship every single minute of the day, they pray and thank him for everything they do and have. They believe that he's in control of everything that happens to them, but for me. I'll never give him any of my time or praise. At least that's what I thought after he didn't hear my plead while trying to save my sister and losing my friends, until the day came, That I had to drop my anger against him and lay my burdens down and ask LORD HEAR MY CRY!!!