My Dear sister I Pray for you. I can't stay here anymore. I can't stand this mess of a lift. I want to run away from it all. Far away frome the pain that entangles me in despair ang grief. I want to run from myself. I'm needy.Frustrated, Confused, Angry, Flawed. I'm a complete mess. I'ts time for a change. I'ts time to move on. I'ts time to stop wrestling, stop doubting, and just believe. I'ts time for me to walk in the purpose for which You have created me.But what about my broken heart? What about this ache that lingers? What shall I do about this anguish of soul thyat follows me around like my shadow? Where do I put the tears? Where can I hide that is safe? Lord, what do I do with me? My life is anchored to Your unrelenting goodness and grace. Your mercy keeps me and transforms this mess into something beautiful. Your Love paid the price for my freedom-for my life--so that in You I come as Iam. With all my heart,soul, mind, and strength, I press in to You. I surrender my tattered self and trust You with all that Iam. Because no matter what, You Love me as Iam.You Love me. May your unfailing love be my comfort, according to your promise to your servant. Let your compassion come to me that Imay live, for your law is my delight. PSALM 119:76-77 LOVE IN CHRIST BRO MARTIN