I’m just tired.

Can anyone relate?

I’m weary – of the anger. The hatred. The grudges. The he said/she said. The lack of forgiveness. The losses. Oh, mercy. The losses.

I’m frustrated – by the helplessness. The things that never seem to change. The things that I can’t stop from changing. The days that keep slipping through my hands. The pain all around me. Oh, the pain.

I’m afraid – of the future. Of missing the mark. Of not leaving a mark. Of failure. Of insignificance. Of disappointing You. Of wasting time.

But I’m certain – that You, who began a good work in me will bring it to completion. That you are aware of my wandering and my wondering. That there is still work for me to do. That my battle scars are beautiful to you.

And I’m rising – from the ashes. To begin again. To live anew and renewed. To fix my face and forget my mistakes. To love lavishly. To do the next right thing. To follow You one step at a time.

How are you feeling this morning?