Another Day

Dear Lord, I could count on one hand the years she was there for me. Where did that go?

Dear God, I could count on several hands the times she was scared of me. Did my anger really show?

Holy Spirit, I do like the power, but power means people fear you and when people fear you they stay clear of you and when you accidentally get in their way they listen to what you have to say. 

But God, I don't want people to listen to my words cause you think I will hurt them, I want them to listen to my words cause they think I have value. 

Please Lord, If they do not believe I am worth the wait, 
than why should I be the one who gets the blame?

Why Jesus? It's not fair to me, but that's not how life works. LIFE will always work against you, but dear darling, GOD will always be for you.

My words to you:
At at the end of the day, as you lay your head, know... there will be another day to make things okay, another day to find out how not to hate, another day figure out how it weighs, there will always be another day, God will bless you with another day. Bless me with another day to figure out how to be okay.