Ministry, Work, Love, and Life


Drain Bamage
January 13, 2007, 7:08 am
Filed under: Letters to God

I said too much. I said too little. God, can you find a rock for me to hide under? The hole I dug is not quite enough. i’m sure we’ll all laugh about this later; not today, though. My own insecurities haunt me, while everyone else is on sensitivity patrol. I’m just gonna keep typing til I don’t feel sick. You see the me no one else wants to see, yet You love me. Thank You for the people You put in my path to take the seriousness out of life. On the same token, thank You for the ones who believe what I say about what I feel.

As this new year seems to have started teetering already, remind me of the rock I stand on. No matter what I feel, You are here. When I worry too much, when I feel left out and alone, when i try to control things and remember You. God, in all these things I find comfort, but especially in Your love, grace, and mercy. And the greatest is still love.

I felt kinda neglected when Jo came home, and still do to some extent. Who am I to keep her away from her family and her responsibilities, though. Thank You that Christi invited me over and we had that long talk. Hopefully, I helped her as much as she helped me. Unfortunately, I made something out of nothing because i was still in that mindset. Ok, now I’m laughing.

I’ve done what I can do, and the rest is up to You. I had hoped things would change, but now I realize they won’t. Move in my heart, L0rd; strengthen me for these trials. It’s all about You. Be glorified.


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