Burned into Our Family

Dear God,

Tonight we had another fight. I saw something no child should ever have to see their parent do. I want to erase the images from my mind. I want to repair everything that has been broken. I wish I wasn’t sitting here as the night approaches morning, crying and wanting to restart, refresh. I want to fix what has been burned into our family, into everything we are – but I know that without you, I cannot. I wish I knew why you would let this happen for years, why nothing ever changes and no one ever feels better in the morning. I want to know why, no matter how hard I pray, how many times I pour myself out to you, life is still like this. Please grant my family the peace we need to rebuild ourselves, God. Please particularly help my brother. His heart is secured so tightly underneath layers of hurt and pride and the will to fight that I’m afraid no amount of boundless love will ever reach him. I love him, as I love them all, and I know you love him too. Please allow him to see, feel, appreciate this. Appreciate his worth.

Thank you and good night, God. Please would you give me, and all of us, the strength to wake up and work towards a better tomorrow. Strength to get through this again.