Lord, I stumbled so profoundly.

The battle is within me and it is a dirty fight.

I want to live.

You died to give me life…

Please don’t let me fail to live the life You dream for me.

Help me to love through the pain.

How do You do it? On the cross and off…how do You handle the pain?

Where did You put it so it did not get in the way of You receiving the Father’s love or giving the Father’s love to others?

My pain seems so real…like a clog.

Maybe more like a blocked artery, because it will kill me if I don’t let You operate.

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