as a nine year old,
I sat in a church with my Grandmother.
The Sun streaming through the stained glass,
a bell choir,
hard wooden pews,
I was in the House of The Lord.
Behind my eyes,
sat a pain.
I asked God to please relieve me of the discomfort.
in a few seconds the pain left me.
I would hate to think that God had one “get out of jail card” for me,
and I wasted it on a headache
when I was nine years old.