Dear Myself
Something is wrong with me.
1 just finished praying and I don’t have faith.
Tears come to my eyes.
What am I going to do?
Why am I writing my feelings down on paper?
Why am I not on my knees in prayer to God, asking Him to help me,
My life is nothing.
i always say to myself, “people would love to be in my shoes.”Even I don’t want to be in my own shoes.
I need Jesus Christ, my personal Saviour, my everlasting King!
The One who can wipe the tears and sorrows from my eyes, and bring joy, happiness,
peace, love, etc.
My actions and ways are unexplainable, including my thoughts.
I need to get away, to be in a place where I can be OK.
I need time to meditate on my life.
I don’t even know myself.
Only God knows me better than myself.
1 just finished praying and I don’t have faith.
Tears come to my eyes.
What am I going to do?
Why am I writing my feelings down on paper?
Why am I not on my knees in prayer to God, asking Him to help me,
My life is nothing.
i always say to myself, “people would love to be in my shoes.”Even I don’t want to be in my own shoes.
I need Jesus Christ, my personal Saviour, my everlasting King!
The One who can wipe the tears and sorrows from my eyes, and bring joy, happiness,
peace, love, etc.
My actions and ways are unexplainable, including my thoughts.
I need to get away, to be in a place where I can be OK.
I need time to meditate on my life.
I don’t even know myself.
Only God knows me better than myself.
This world is filled with temptations, wickedness, sorrow and sin.
I want to get out of this world and into a better place.
Many times I have thought of killing myself.
Maybe my worrying is foolish, nothing but a waste of time.
Lord, you see what I am writing.
Please take it and help me through life’s rough roads.
But, please Lord, don’t let me go.
Khandi Stewart USA