Dear Lord

I am in a pit of despair
I am loathed
I feel lies being said about me
Then again, I feel they are true

I know I have disobeyed You
Why won't my words have any meaning?
I've lost my word
I have to get it back
I have nothing without it
I can't even promise to You properly



penned on 9.16.08

O God, comfort our souls
This life without is met with rejection
We seek love in every corner, in every form of expression
Only to miss its very source, its genesis, originator, creator, designer, You

We have an inkling it's you all along and it never leaves
But testimonies, accounts, and experiences from others sometimes prevent us from exploring more
We are the expression of His love, which is culminated by giving us choice and His only Son.



penned on 8.09.08