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Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Prayer (Part III)
First off, Miss Lemons you are a 100% correct. Or that's my opinion. We all have lived different lives but all have our own struggles. No one can truly relate since they don't have our personalities or same experiences but I believe we struggle equally. Without struggle there can be no reward for perserverence. I found this prayer to be quite uplifting in the times when I thought I couldn't take it anymore. Now the conclusion of the prayer:
Maybe Lord, the pain is all in my head, like everyone says. Even those closest to me think that though they’ve learned not to say it. Jesus, do you think that too?
Meaning has long since fled my life. What purpose is there in all this pain? Why am I here on this earth? What am I supposed to do with my life? These questions mock me.
I don’t know who I am anymore, but whoever I am, O Lord, you know that I am Thine.
Amen.
And incase you're interested, here's the whole thing:
Praying through chronic pain
O Lord, My God, I do not ask for the pain to go away. I’ve prayed that prayer a thousand times over, and the pain remains with me. But I’m not angry about it. I’m not even disappointed anymore. I’ve come to terms with my pain.
No, my prayer is much more basic, much more simple. I ask, O God, for help in getting through this day. It’s difficult because I’ve lost the ability to care.
God, what’s hardest of all is that no one understands my experience of pain. If I had a broken leg, they could understand. But my pain is too hidden for them to understand. And because they cannot understand, they doubt my experience, and when they doubt my experience, they doubt me. And their doubts make me doubt myself, and when I doubt myself, it is hard to get through the day.
Maybe Lord, the pain is all in my head, like everyone says. Even those closest to me think that though they’ve learned not to say it. Jesus, do you think that too?
Meaning has long since fled my life. What purpose is there in all this pain? Why am I here on this earth? What am I supposed to do with my life? These questions mock me.
I don’t know who I am anymore, but whoever I am, O Lord, you know that I am Thine.
Amen.
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