Father God
You know me.
You knew all along
that my striving, trying, reaching, grasping
was my running away from all the pain.
Please help me to stop,
and hear your voice that’s been calling me all along.
To rest, to be, and be comforted by you.
That I’m enough in my grief and sadness
that my confusion doesn’t overwhelm you.
That you haven’t moved on when others do,
and you’re not scared by my questions and cries.
Give me words to express pain I have no words for,
show me how to grieve because I’ve never been taught how.
Father you gave your Son for me,
your heart has never stopped pursuing me.
Please help me just to come,
exactly as I am and where I’m at.
I’m broken, numb, and scared
and Father, I trust you that you’ll get me through.
Amen.
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