Gwinn
Disciple of Prayer
God, I know you are here now for me in my undefinable struggle. And I know that others are too, to help me, but not in the way that I need. Or maybe I'm not asking right. So much is out of my control and up in the air-my future, where on earth you want me to serve you, there is a constant hurt from the lack of attention I get from guys, I know, it's stupid and I trust you with that, but it just hurts, my sensitivity is out of control right now, and I am a leader in so much of my life that I don't know who to turn to with the fact that I am so far from perfect, I'm actually closer to crazy. God, I don't even know what's all going on and it's my life here. I just constantly feel drained and numb and weak and that just allows all the bad things and bad thoughts to penetrate my mind and thoughts. God, where are you? Where were you when Paris was attacked, or Kenya, or each and every time something bad has happened? Where are you, really?
