I am so mad. at myself. (tears)
I am a terrible Christian.
I mean, I suppose we all are, all our humanity involved mucks everything up.
But I think that I am a terrible attempt at Christianity. Yes, I'm being hard on myself.
I am just desperate.
Desperate to have purpose and a goal.
To have strength and peace and joy. All these things are promised us, and perhaps it is my ignorance in all this knowledge that keeps me from them. I say, "God, I have this problem." But I never say, "What do You want me to do?" and I surely never stop running around to listen. Someone tie me to a chair. Someone make my brain stop turning. Someone make my heart softer and more open to the GOD I KNOW IS SPEAKING.
God, forgive me for my weakness.
and forgive me for thinking i am strong.
just forgive me.
help me to pick one side, hopefully yours, and not be this lukewarm thing anymore.
I need hope.
I need silence.
I need love.
and knowing all i need, i have less hope that i will ever be anything worth being.
I'm down; sorry for the downer note.
But I've already tried crying myself to sleep.