“will you forgive me”? I ask

for the millionth time it seems…

I pray that you will once again,

for I am so ashamed…

I hope you can somehow understand my humaness

my sinful nature,it’s my weakness…

I inherited my father’s  temper

which explodes once in a while…

Thank God, He’s not that way when we

disobey Him, He forgives…

can you, can I, love like that?

I pray for a changed heart so I can

love you like He has called me to…

Please be patient and understanding, can you? God isn’t finished with me yet…

Echoes of long-ago words still ring

inside my head from my father’s rages…

You see, sins are inherited, like my alcoholism

even though drink and drugs are gone…

those obstacles of turmoiled emotions remain…

you see, I’m still also a child within…

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