And I, I'm Desperate For You

I really ought to be hating you, and I can think of a million nasty things to say to you right now. And it pains and shames me that such things would rush to my mind at the drop of a hat, because the things that I want so badly to blurt out would also hurt people I consider to be my friends if they knew, even if they couldn't give a shit two hoots about me or what I think, say or do.

Thankfully, He gives me the strength to hold it all in. And for that, I am gracious. Only by His grace.

If You will, please let him see how 'perfect' You made me. All I want to do is to love him, and love You. Let us do glory unto you. I promise I will be good. Please help him to be good, too.

Amen