Lord... please hear this your child.  I write this to you with weight on my heart and burdens on my mind.  I don't know what to do.  I constantly have to ask myself how I get in these situations that I can't get out of. More importantly, I ask why would you save me in the midst of them, even though you do.  I did a lot of dirt and dug a huge hole and now... all of the dirt has been thrown on top of me. I can't breathe.  Everywhere I go, everywhere I turn... my past comes up.  My obstacles of the present were my obstacles of the past.  Financially, I am broke.  Spiritually, emotionally, physically and mentally I am broken.  It's like the world has stolen everything from me while I was enjoying it.  It took my all when it broke in.  Yet, I turn left instead of right or maybe right instead of left.  It's dark.  I don't know where to go.
◾I'm lost.  I'm screaming in the feeble position in agony of things past that won't leave me alone.  On the contrary, what left me alone was the thing I needed.  Where are you Father?  I have lost my way and I am wasting my days.  I don't want to live in vain and then be carried away. Save me today... 

My grandmother called on you and you saw to her.  My mother called and you came to her rescue.  Am I priority also? Can you hear this little cry of mine in such a huge and unchartered land?  IF you can, I would greatly appreciate it even if you just came to sit with me.  You don't have to do anything about my situation.  I just need you here with me.  I'm lonely.  I'm lowly.  I have to reach up to touch the bottom. 

Revive me from this dead scene. Give me savor and let me be preserved once again for your mission.  Endow me with new power and vision.  I don't ask for riches or fame.  I ask for you to allow me to hide behind the mountain that is you in times of trouble and to be able to rest upon you when I weary.  My grandmother said you are shelter in the time of a storm.  My Pastor said you are his everything.  My mother said you are a rock in a weary land. A Deacon told me you are the lily of the valley.  A Mother told me you were brighter than a morning star.  I have seen you work before, so I believe it.  Open my heart Lord.  I give you free reign... allow me to receive it. 

This is my letter, my humble cry, my plea.... mailed to you from the depth of my soul all the way to the foot of your throne where I hope to bow someday.  I hope you receive it Lord.  I really need you...

Pass me not o'gentle Savior.  Hear my humble cry...

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