Dear God

Dear God. I won’t ask why you have given me these crosses. My sexual orientation, my mental health status, my academic record… I don’t know why I am going through all of this but I still give your name glory. My life has become a painful nightmare and I feel so lost. The only place I know to turn to is you. Lift up my spirit. Give me hope again. Deliver me from jealousy and self-hatred. And let me not pity myself. Help me to forgive myself. Help me to love again. I am so frightened and I need you to stand guard over me and to give me your spirit. Help.