God, nothing is going right lately.
My heart is a mess.
My thoughts are so cloudy I could cut the mist with a knife.
I'm sad.
I'm hurt.
I'm angry.
I'm lost.
I'm confused.
I'm scared.
I have no idea where north is.
What is right?
What's worth debating?
What is worth letting go?
Where am I suppose to go?
What am I suppose to do there?
I'm a mess. A frightened mess.
And I feel all alone.
Adonai, despite all my inner turmoil,
I know You can guide me though it,
and so I shall still praise You.
I thank You for wiping my tears.
Thanks for the warm weather.
Thanks for my books.
Thanks for my family.
Thanks for my home.
Thanks for clean water,
more than enough clothes,
enough food to eat.
Thanks for hope,
love,
redemption.
Father, thanks for Your goodness and love.
Thank You for being the most high God whom I can turn to.
Thank You for Your constant presence in my life.
Thank You for all the things I could never deserve.
Thank You for Jesus. I'm so sorry I'm the reason Your Son had to die, but I'm eternally thankful You sent Him.
Love,
Your Daughter
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Sorry Tiff. Some times we dont know why so, in spite of our following blessed path. The real meaning unknown. Time to solve. Am I wrong?
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean. Please clarify?
ReplyDeleteVery Sorry. It seems I misunderstod your words ' your son had to die'. Sorry pl.
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