Lord, it hurts...really bad.
I've walled myself in this time. I thought some struggles from the past were healed over until I was careless and opened some doors that probably should have stayed closed. Now I have no idea how extricate myself. All the eloquent words and options in the world aren't going to help at all.
Father, I can't keep track of the number of miracles you've given me over the years. I feel a little out of place asking for another one. I feel like I'm stepping on your grace. In a way, I guess that's what I'm doing, but if you don't help, I am surely lost. Father...please...I need help.
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