HEAR MY HUMBLE CRY
I’m in tears, Lord. My cords aren’t even working— but still, hear my humble cry. You know what I want. You know my heart. I’m tired of always changing, I just need a stable place to breathe. I already have a life, so why must I start all over again? It feels unfair. Do You even care about my emotions? Do You care about my mind, my heart, my dreams, my social career? I’m reaching for You, Lord— please, reach back for me. Even when I feel lost, I will hold on to faith. Even when I feel unheard, I will whisper Your name. Because deep down, I know You are still with me. And one day soon, You will turn my tears into joy, my fears into strength, and my pain into purpose.
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