When I am hurting (I write)

I fear my sadness

I crave God’s wants,

I need his hug right now

I take a seat and rather not cowl.

I am lost

Hurt in fact

Looking at my faults 

When I know I am not perfect

In the Father’s eyes I am worth it.

Love him to hold me right now

I hear his words to say it’s going to be alright

I hate this feeling right now, I rather swing and have a fight.

What would that do?

Hurt me furthermore,

I know the Father shall protect me, as this feeling won’t feel much longer sore.

Jason

8th May 2022