Alone...
Utterly alone
Not seeing much hope for even trying
To work with others
To find a way
The part of me that can separate from me
And look at me
Sees me going to a very unhealthy place
God have mercy...
Where will this go?
Where will this end?
How can I survive?
How can I live healthy?
It seems...
For my own sanity...
I need to go back to that "quitting" idea
But...quit what?
I will look at my lists...
The ideas I had before...
Actually, the "quitting idea" was
Quit everything and start over
But...I'm not quite sure how to do that in real life
God, how I need You here
Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me...a sinner.
And he cried out, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” And those who were in front rebuked him, telling him to be silent. But he cried out all the more, “Son of David, have mercy on me!” Luke 18:38,39 ESV These are just my messy prayers--like Blind Bartimaeus, crying out to Jesus, believing He cares, He hears, His compassion is towards me. And...He may even provide solutions beyond what I can imagine.
Thursday, February 5, 2015
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Monday, September 29, 2014
Hurts to hope
God it hurts
It hurts to hope
Life was easier before I wanted
Before I hoped
That there could be a man
That there could be marriage
An incredible partnership
And love
Should I be hoping, and waiting?
Or should I walk away?
Please lead my heart
Hold my heart
It hurts to hope
Life was easier before I wanted
Before I hoped
That there could be a man
That there could be marriage
An incredible partnership
And love
Should I be hoping, and waiting?
Or should I walk away?
Please lead my heart
Hold my heart
Thursday, July 31, 2014
At the end
Lord, I'm at the end of myself
and maybe this is what I need to wake me up
And bring me back
But honestly
It feels like it could be the end
I...
don't know how long...
I can take
this walking alone
I...
don't know...
What's the point
When I'm reduced to tears
And all out of sorts...
Maybe it will get me crying again
Crying out again
Praying again
Desperate enough to really seek
And quit wasting all this time...
and maybe this is what I need to wake me up
And bring me back
But honestly
It feels like it could be the end
I...
don't know how long...
I can take
this walking alone
I...
don't know...
What's the point
When I'm reduced to tears
And all out of sorts...
Maybe it will get me crying again
Crying out again
Praying again
Desperate enough to really seek
And quit wasting all this time...
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Yearning
This yearning Lord
I don't know what to do with it
But You know
You created me
I cry out to You
You who formed my heart
You who hold me now
You see
You know
You love
You look on me
here
now
with tenderness and compassion
I don't know what to do with it
But You know
You created me
I cry out to You
You who formed my heart
You who hold me now
You see
You know
You love
You look on me
here
now
with tenderness and compassion
Saturday, June 28, 2014
How I need You
God, how I need You to come and rescue me today.
Another short night--I could have done that one better,
but...I didn't
Then, and this is the 2nd time in a few weeks--on top of a short night,
an email...just before heading to sleep
And now I 'm exhausted, brain-dead, and hurting
My brain won't go to work, just gravitates to online forums, conversations
Nothing that renews energy or perspective.
I need to get this down to a more efficient pace
Hurt, recognize, analyze and cry it out...
In the hurt I run to other things
I see the folly of other things...
Oh God, come and meet me
hold me
heal me
Yesterday--and a few days before
Were so good, so hopeful
I almost thought I had turned a corner
On the way to joy and hope
And competently facing
Even to having energy again
And then this...a perfect storm
I cry out to You
My Refuge
My Deliverer
My Dwelling place
Another short night--I could have done that one better,
but...I didn't
Then, and this is the 2nd time in a few weeks--on top of a short night,
an email...just before heading to sleep
And now I 'm exhausted, brain-dead, and hurting
My brain won't go to work, just gravitates to online forums, conversations
Nothing that renews energy or perspective.
I need to get this down to a more efficient pace
Hurt, recognize, analyze and cry it out...
In the hurt I run to other things
I see the folly of other things...
Oh God, come and meet me
hold me
heal me
Yesterday--and a few days before
Were so good, so hopeful
I almost thought I had turned a corner
On the way to joy and hope
And competently facing
Even to having energy again
And then this...a perfect storm
I cry out to You
My Refuge
My Deliverer
My Dwelling place
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