God⦠itās me again.
And Iām coming to You exactly how I amā¦
not strong, not polished, not pretending.
My heart feels heavy this morning.
Hurt feels loud.
Disappointment feels fresh.
And Iām tired of carrying pain like Iām supposed to be okay.
So here I am, Lord.
No mask. No fancy words. Just truth.
Please hold what I canāt fix.
Heal what I donāt even have language for.
And sit with me in this ache instead of rushing me past it.
that You are close to the brokenheartedā¦
so if Youāre close, God, I need to feel You right now.
Help me release what I keep replaying.
Help me stop blaming myself for wounds I didnāt cause.
Help me trust that this pain is not pointless
and that You are not finished with me.
Today, give me:
- peace that doesnāt make sense
- strength that doesnāt come from me
- gentleness with myself
- and the grace to take today one breath at a time
If I canāt be joyful, let me be honest.
If I canāt be strong, let me be held.
If I canāt see the lesson yet, let me still trust You.
Cover my mind from spiraling.
Guard my heart from bitterness.
And remind me⦠over and overā¦
that I am still loved, still chosen, still safe with You.
I donāt need all the answers this morning.
I just need You.
So I give You my hurt.
I give You my tears.
I give You today.
Amen. šš½š¤