What if I’m going crazy? Why did they leave me? Why does it
still hurt so dang much?! “We don’t need your drama!” “You’re a control freak!”
“Get off my phone!” “My problem is YOU!”
What if I’m wrong? What if God is angry at me? What if I never get over this? What if the medications don’t help? What if I end up like the naked old man on D block, crawling around on all fours, moaning?
What if I speak up and people hurt me? What if I don’t speak up and all this is for nothing? What if I speak up and find I have nothing helpful to say? What if people aren’t helped by what I’m going through? What if no one trusts me ever again when they know how crazy I really am?!
Shh. Be still.
What if I’m wrong? What if God is angry at me? What if I never get over this? What if the medications don’t help? What if I end up like the naked old man on D block, crawling around on all fours, moaning?
What if I speak up and people hurt me? What if I don’t speak up and all this is for nothing? What if I speak up and find I have nothing helpful to say? What if people aren’t helped by what I’m going through? What if no one trusts me ever again when they know how crazy I really am?!
Shh. Be still.
Be still. Be still. How do I be still? How do I quiet
myself? How do I get these thoughts to stop? Where is the off button? Is there
an off button? Maybe there isn’t an off button. Maybe the shrink won’t be able
to help me. Maybe I will be like this for the rest of my life. I can’t live
like this for much longer. I just can’t! I’m tired. So very, very tired. Tired
of hurting. Tired of struggling. Tired of trying to hold my head up each and
every day. Tired of chasing the thoughts around in my head. Tired of wondering
what others are thinking of me. Tired of waiting for the next blow from a
friend and wondering whom it will come from. Tired…Tired… Tired…
“Come to me, all you who are weary and heavy laden, and I
will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28
I’m here, Lord, trying to quiet my soul before you. Why
can’t I quiet my soul? I am so very, very tired, and oh, so scared. I’m scared
to be hurt. I’m scared the pain will never, ever stop. I’m scared I will be
like the naked man on all fours. But I said that already. You’ve heard all this
already, over and over and over like a never-ending record.
“Be still and know that I am God.” Psalm 46:10
I KNOW that you are God!! But what I DON’T know is why you
are leaving me here! Why, God? Why have you left me in my pain? Why have you
left me in the illness that seems to be descending heavier and heavier upon my
soul?! Where are You?!
“Never will I leave you. Never will I forsake you.” Hebrews
13:5
No, Lord, and you never have.
“Sometimes God lets you hit rock bottom so that you will
discover that He is the Rock at the bottom.” Dr. Tony Evans
Yes, Lord. You HAVE been my Rock. You have been my strength.
Time after time you have carried me through, as you are doing right now, but
Daddy, I’m running out of strength. Help me, dear Jesus! Make this all end!
PLEASE give me your peace. Please give me relief. Please, dear God. I can’t
take much more.
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