I am sorry.
I should never have done that.
What, oh what, am I going to do, now?
I should never have gone there.
Please, please, tell me itís not true.
But, it is.
I know, it is.
I feel sick, so sick, with grief, no relief, no help, oh, please, help me.
If it could only be undone.
That would be so good.
But, . . . itís not going to be undone, is it?
I am so sorry, so very sorry.
I canít cry enough, I feel so very all alone.
This is too heavy, too guilty.
Itís all too much, too much to bear.
I really donít know what to do.
Iím so afraid, . . . my, oh, my, . . . Iím so afraid.
What am I going to do now?
Itís just too late.
Please, please, God, help me.
I donít know what to do.
Please, God . . . be real . . . please, God, help me.
I can hardly breathe, there is no air left in me.
God . . . please make Yourself known.
I need You like never before.
After all, I'm Yours, aren't I?
Didn't You say so?
Even now, You'll help me?
It means . . . Iím not alone, doesnít it?
Not now . . . not ever.
Even though . . . what has happened, has happened.
You promised to never leave me, never forsake me?
And even turn this into good.
Even this . . . my.
Oh, never leave me, will You?
Never, no not ever, leave me.
Even in all of this, I am counting on You.
God . . . My Father . . . You are with me.
I am Yours.
You are God, and I'm clearly not.
You knew me before the foundation of the world.
Every hair on my head has been counted, by You.
You have a purpose for my life.
Even now, with all that is ahead of me.
Oh, thank you . . . it does give me some relief.
Thank you God, for being much more real than I could ever feel.
Oh, yes, I must thank You . . . and I do thank You.
Really . . . thank you, thank you, yes, thank you.
I am blessed.
I mean, Iím actually blessed.
Me . . . wow!
Iím, really truly blessed, by You . . . my God.
God, my Father.
Oh . . . thank you, Jesus, that I can cry like this.
Ok . . . I really do choose to believe that.
I am going to hang on to that.
Why is it I always have to be in trouble to turn to You?
Oh, boy . . . I need your compassion, Lord of all.
But, youíre here, now, with me, with my trouble, to help me, in my trouble.
Oh, it's so . . . wonderful!
My . . . I feel clearer on this, already.
Clearer on what to do next.
Clearer and stronger.
Even stronger than before my trouble.
My God . . . You are amazing!
I am still so sorry.
I wish it never were.
I have a lot ahead of me.
This is going to be so bad, that wihout You, I'm through.
But, now I know.
I know, my proper place, in all this.
Wow . . . thank you, my Lord and my Savior.
My . . . my, God.
Thank you, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit . . . for everything.
Please know I mean it.
Even . . . in . . . this.
All in all, You're my all.
I am so very grateful that You never miss.
Again, once again, Your precious rescue . . . to my SOS.
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
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