A cry to God

Here I am Lord.

Hear me quickly.

What good am I to you?

You are the Lord God Almighty,

and I am dust.

You've created all things good.

I've created problems.

Hear my cry God!

What shall the world say of me?

"Look how His God has failed him!"

"His God is not real!"

"He has placed his hopes in a false God!"

"He is just as bad off, if not worse, than the rest of us!"

I beg for your help.

I wait for your reply.

I'm at my own end.

I find myself angry without cause.

My flesh cries out for me to give up.

But I cannot.

For I have seen truth only in Christ!

I have had hope only in Christ!

I have had blessings only from you Father!

I feel worthless.

Yet you value me more than gold.

I feel lost.

Yet you know exactly where I am.

I feel alone.

Yet you have never left me.

Pick me up God and dust me off!

Straighten my crooked ways,

encourage my broken heart.

Draw me near to you Lord,

hide me in your heart.

Forgive my wickedness.

Forgive my ignorance.

Forgive my stubbornness.

Forgive my selfishness.

Use me God for your great purpose.

Show me why you have created me.

I shall remain in this desert,

awaiting your direction.