Last night I prayed, with my eyes shut tight.
"Lord," I said. "I know You know just who I am, come define me."
What should I value? I asked myself this.
I listened to my own desires, impulses, plans.
To the voices of disdain, selfishness, gluttony, contempt.
These voices yell and shout, they live and rule me. They are me.
And then I wept.
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no one can express the inner struggles better than you my friend
and its comforting and sad all at the same time to know that God REALLY knows us at our core
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