I am angry and hurt, God. I do not understand it. I have honored you and my fellow man, yet the outcomes are chaotic. You say to turn the other cheek and you say walk another mile. When will enough be enough?
I will continue to trust, but I need some grace, give me a sign to press on. This is hard to accept, I need your mercy. I want to be forgiven, but find it hard to forgive. I need your comfort.
The image of who I am and the reality are not the same. Am I becoming, who I aspire to be or just a fraud? Cover me with wisdom to protect from the enemy, within me.
Purge the darkness in my heart, that is connected to traumas and pains. Please reconcile the genuine authentic me, with the me, that is afraid to let go and trust you.
2 Corinthians 1:3-4
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.