Dear God, it’s me, Michelle.
I know sometimes I question you.
I know sometimes I doubt you.
I don’t always understand your ways.
I don’t always believe that everything happens for a reason.
I know sometimes I get angry with you.
Let it be known that sometimes I question myself.
Sometimes I doubt myself.
More often than not, I get angry with myself.
I over analyze, and over think everything.
I wonder why you made me this way?
So anxious, so sensitive, so empathetic.
I’m sorry God.
I know you have a greater plan for me.
But I often wonder what that is?
If you could send me some kind of sign?
It’s difficult living in this world, wondering why I was put here.
The bitterness can take a toll, when you really just want to believe in hope, in faith, and in the best in everyone.
Contemplating if every decision I make is possibly life changing.
Contemplating what my destiny is, what my purpose is.
So lord, I ask you to bless my family and friends and guide them through their struggles.
I ask you for guidance, and for the patience to get where you need me to be.
To a place where my values and beliefs are my strength and are always in tact. I think sometimes we lose sight of them, in the shuffles of life.
I ask you to help me to be the best version of myself, to find my path and follow it and to do your will the best way I know how.