5/28/18

Overwhelming guilt and shame

Allowing this to cloud my judgment

Running to and fro looking for answers

Growing impatient distressed at my results

A quiet, still voice nudging me

Repeatedly I said to myself,

“I can’t do this alone.”

Praying out loud

Help me, Father,

Grant me serenity

 I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.

Psalm 121:1 KJV

My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.

Psalm 121:2 KJV