Forgive me when I forget your miracles,
How you have given so few people, and so simple gestures,
But have made them enough.
Sometimes I think it is saddistic cruelty, to have been given all reasons to breakdown and also be given one or two people who will always be proof of God’s love in a day, every day.
I am not proud that sometimes I get so mad,
I dare say shitty things.
Like asking for solutions because I don’t understand your answers.
And having questioned your existence out of frustration.
Thank you for not striking me dead, at least not yet, even when there’ve been times I wished for it out of stupid anger.
Help me to be weak,
Help me to be strong,
I need both to love and forgive.
A gift, a task-I have known all my life.
But has been impossible to master.
Whenever I turn around and get disappointed,
And nothing’s there to wipe tears I am too ashamed to cry out,
Lord remind me that it is okay,
It is okay to feel exactly how I feel.
Strip me not of vulnerability but of needless pride,
Forgive my lips they curse too much in hate,
Forgive my heart, they cry out too often in secret,
Forgive me for judging those who judge me.
Teach me to obey, but show me mercy with life’s lessons.
Bind me to kindness and humility,
That I may stay true to who I want to be.
Help me forgive people, when they do not know how they are
Help me forgive the people who plots against me even more, because I tend to hate them.
Pound on my heart, but never leave it. Forgive me.
Let life exhaust me, but help me save my faith.