Hurt.

Dear God.

The feeling of being made use hurts. And only you know exactly how I feel.

Grant me peace that I badly need. Let my soul rest in your embrace.

"My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever." Psalm 73:26 

You never fail to amaze.

"Even though I walk
    through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
    for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
    they comfort me." Psalm 23:4

Turn my eyes upon you cos'

your faithfulness never seizes. 

And this I'm certain.

Amen.