vanity
At certain point in my day today, I felt that life was kind of meaningless. I can't really see what I am working hard for. I can't see what I am living for. I can't see what I am breathing for.
But I pressed on and another day is over.
I marveled at the weakness of the flesh. How I can seemingly be strong one instance, and then grew all weak the next instance. Maybe it is because I haven't been praying well.
Your presence tore down all the defences I have built up around me all week. My God, however You do it, please save me out of this. Help me believe there is a way out of this.
But I pressed on and another day is over.
I marveled at the weakness of the flesh. How I can seemingly be strong one instance, and then grew all weak the next instance. Maybe it is because I haven't been praying well.
Your presence tore down all the defences I have built up around me all week. My God, however You do it, please save me out of this. Help me believe there is a way out of this.
