About the Project

Started in 2007, this site Dear God, Please Help Me was inspired by a Morrissey song by the same name (listen here). I was curious to see if people said the same things I did when I cried, “God, please help me,” especially if I was put into situations where I needed the most help “from up above”. By no means am I a religious person, nor do I believe in “God”. But this is NOT what the project is about… or, hell, maybe it is.

This project is about that raw feeling of desperation, where you’ve got no where else to turn and no one else to ask for help. This could be your point of no return or your moment of clarity. Maybe even a rite of passage.

Everyone, at some point in there life has asked for help from God, maybe not in the form of a letter, but they have begged and pleaded or talked to God:

“I will never do that again! Just give me one more chance!”

“Dear God, please don’t let her be pregnant.”

“God, I never ask you for anything but I am asking now: PLEASE MAKE MY MOM’S CANCER GO AWAY.”

For this project, I am interested in those moments. Whether the moments are now or months ago, good or bad, desperate or calm, I just want to compile them here so we can all read them out loud. Maybe we will discover that we are more alike than we think, which seems to be the case. Maybe we will find that we are all asking for the same type of help. And, if that is true, maybe God is tired of hearing the same thing over and over again.

So what I ask of you: Write a letter to whatever God you like talk to and make sure you are honest and clear about what you want. The letter can be one sentence or lots of paragraphs. I don’t care–it’s your letter. If you don’t see your God on the site, please contact me and tell me the name and I will add it to the list. I have added “Gods” like Morrissey and Oprah because both have religious followings. No “God” will be denied here, so suggest away.

I stopped working on this site at the end of 2007 because a lot of the letters really got to me. They all seemed so real and so desperate. I felt like I opened a can of people’s personal problems. Now, four years later, I have experienced death in the family, endured life-changing sicknesses, hit rock bottom in my marriage, had success in personal/career growth and brought life into this world–these are all my own problems and fortunes… my own can of crap and cream. Throughout all it, I secretly begged and asked and talked to God a million times more than the next guy because it gave me comfort knowing that I could put those words out there and no one was going to say shit back.

I hope that this site can be a place of comfort for your and your letters to God, and hopefully this site can generate any support you might need during a crazy time in your life.

Good luck and thank you for reading.