In the midst of change, where are you?
In the midst of my insecurities , where are you?
In the midst of my purpose, where are you?
In the midst of my unforgiveness, where are you?
In the midst of my anger, where are you?
In the midst of my pain, where are you?
In the midst of all of this , where are you?
I don’t have the strength to seek you.
I have enough strength to say , ” help me God” .
I hear nothing.
I get frustrated and I start yelling.
Lord you said you will never leave me nor forsake me so why do I feel like you have left me?
What are you trying to show me that I can’t see?
Is my perspective off?
Am I missing something?
Am I distracted?
Where did my zeal go?
Where did you go?
How can I seek you constantly in a world full of hate?
How do you expect me to seek you when I’m surrounded by darkness?
How do you expect me to say Yes when everyone around me is saying NO?
It’s like I’m trapped between doing good and doing evil.
You say vengeance is the Lords , but my pain is telling me otherwise . I’m not you , God.
I can’t turn the other cheek.
I can’t look the other way.
I can’t forgive.
My pain is TOO LOUD.
Paul said it best . I know what I ought to do but I don’t do it..
You called me to pick up my cross.
I picked it up.
I put it down.
I pick it back up.
I think about putting it back down.
It’s too heavy.
The weight is too heavy.
You tell me to place my burden on you , but I’m not patient . I can’t trust . I’m running low on faith. Help.
I know what I ought to do, but I don’t do it .
Give me the strength to do what I know I should do. 🙏