Another Letter
To the one that lets me hurt...
I have always been afraid of you. You are powerful and can make anything happen at any given moment and that scares me. You let me hurt and I don't like hurting. You allow bad things to happen and I feel unloved by you at times. I know how foolish that is but my broken heart doesn't tell me any different. The world isn't always meant to be easy and I know that. I just wish that I wasn't given so many crosses to bare.
To the one that sees all sides of me...
How do you still love me after watching my life unfold? I have made a lot of mistakes but you still choose to love me even when you don't have to. How blessed am I to have your love. Please make me more thankful for the place you have in my life. Come to me oh Lord, purify my heart, and make me whole.
To the one that saw bad things happen to me and didn't stop it...
I am hurt. I am mad. I am sad. I need to forgive. No one's life is perfect and people make mistakes. Being broken is a heart grower and I have a pretty good heart. I realize now, even though you let ugly things happen, you also allowed me to grow from those things. And for that I owe you a thank you.
To the one that gives me a new life every day...
Why? How is someone like me worthy of living a life well lived? I have never known the answer to that question. But what I do know is that any opportunity I am given to live life loved and love well I will do my best at. You put my here for a reason. I am still here for a purpose. I do not know what that is yet, but I hope you will continue to lead me down the path that you have planned for me.
To the one that I have a hard time believing in...
Thank you for loving me even when I ignore you. Thank you for giving me a sense that you are with me even when I want nothing to do with you. Thank you for being the only person in my life that has unending love and patience for me.
You have plans for me, you have let bad things happen to me, you have watched me grow and hurt. You have always been there for me even when I didn't want you to be. You have heard the cries of my heart and know the love and fear that I have for life. Thank you for loving me even when I am so undeserving of it.
What a life we get to live.
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