Fictional account of life events of a poor dumb bastard trying to be in the world and in the Truth at the same time.
20170228
Prayer 20170228 0740 Hours
Sometimes I can't collect my thoughts and pray at the same time, so I decided to write this one down:
Oh dear God, what have I done with my life. It is just a mess; I am headed for another major failure. I can't get myself to the meetings and I am seeing cuddlists for the personal comfort and nuzzling that I need. However it exposes me to danger in some sense. I am not comfortable with the practice but I feel like I need it, but I am sure it is similar to, but not as strong as, the need of an addict for their drug of choice, be it alcohol, heroin or coffee.
I have chosen badly, electing Satan's world over yours. I have suffered and I'll suffer more yet. I have felt the absence of joy and hope poignantly. It cuts deep into my soul. But like a monkey with his hand in a capture jar, I can't let go. I can feel my resistance to Satan's siren song fading, as much as I want to hold to cold logic. Logic that says serve Jehovah with all your strength.
But I listen to Satan's music, I work in his world I entertain myself with his media and I visit his escorts. No wonder I am failing. No wonder I can't get to the meetings.
But what now, Jehovah, how do I make myself turn to you, listen to your voice and maybe one day serve you more than the previous day each day forward. Honestly it seems impossible. I know it is not impossible to you, but since the elders have given up on me, I haven't been successful. I guess I do blame them some, even as cold logic and real evidence tells me that I am primarily to blame. This morass is of my own doing. I hate myself for it.
Thank you for the good things and I am really glad mom and dad will enjoy a great life. Please help them forget about me if I don't make it. Help Wendy carry on as well, please. I am so deeply ashamed of myself. I ache at heart and want to hide myself from you. But that's worse than continuing to try, even weakly. I wonder if this is how Adam felt.
For now my request is simple, please help me get to the meeting today.
In Jesus' name I pray, Amen.
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