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MY PRAYER: When I Am Fearful


MY PRAYER: Father,
You know my troubles like no other,
And You understand each of my difficulties.
You know that sometimes I become
So fearful that my skin grows cold,
And it feels like I can hardly breathe.
My countenance shrinks and I feel helpless.
I’m afraid of so many things.
I’m afraid of people and of being alone,
Of never experiencing happiness again,
Of not having enough income to survive.
Father, it seems like the list never ends.
I feel parallelized, and I lack the resolve
To move forward—to deal with life on life’s terms.
 
I need You now, Father, more than ever.
Help me. Be my strength, when I am weak.
Be my fortress, when my world crumbles.
I cannot rely on anyone but You.
At times, I’m fearful that You don’t really care—
That You are not interested in helping me.
I want to be strong and confident,
But I am not, and I know that I am not.
I acknowledge this as one of my shortcomings.
Just for today, help me put one foot in front of the other.
I have nothing to sustain me but my confidence in You,
Which I admit is often tenuous and very fragile,
Amen.
 
Jack Watts
 
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PRAYER: When Life Gets You Down


MY PRAYER: Father,
I feel so broken and despondent.
My body withers in despair and anguish,
Consumed with tormenting, painful stress,
And I have a sense of hopelessness,
Which I fear will become overwhelming.
When will my travails abate?
I wander aimlessly, without purpose,
Without hope, without understanding—
Devoid of any joy or pleasure derived from life,
Which was once mine in abundance.
My grief is ever before me,
Reminding me of my loss,
Robbing me of sleep,
Increasing my sorrow,
Telling me that I have failed.
Others console me by saying,
“It all has a purpose.”
My friends want to fix me and to lift
The grief and despair from my heart.
But they cannot; nothing seems to help.
Nothing seems to ease my pain—nothing at all.
 
I can pretend to comprehend, to understand,
To grasp the lessons I am being taught,
But I do not. I don’t understand at all.
My heart is broken, perhaps beyond repair,
And I fear that it will never mend.
I may never laugh or be joyful again.
In my despair, in my hopelessness,
I cry out to You, begging You for relief.
You hear, but You do not answer—not a whisper.
I beseech You. I moan, whine, and beg,
But You allow my pain to continue,
Each day—long into the night.
 
Rescue me, Lord; rescue me quickly.
Place Your healing hand on my broken heart,
And make me whole once again.
Teach me my painful lessons so that
I need never replicate them.
I know how much pain I have caused.
My behavior is a constant, never-ending grief.
Take that, which is broken and shattered in me,
And mend it so thoroughly that I will be
Whole, resilient, and more productive than ever.
Allow my sadness to become a distant memory.
Strengthen me so that I can stand firm and
Bless Your name with joy and gladness,
Amen.
 
—Jack Watts
 

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LIVING LIFE on Life’s Terms


In our society, we are repeatedly told to look at the glass as being half full, but doing so is frequently impossible. Often, the glass is nearly empty. For millions, grief and heartache are their daily portions in life. There are times when all a person can do is put one foot in front of the other. Sometimes, they can’t even do that effectively.
For people like these, to view the glass as half full would be delusional. They would have to deny the reality of their daily lives to do so, which many are unwilling to do. So, they grind out their lives, one day after the other, coping with depression, despair, and hopeless foreboding the best way they know how.
Living life on life’s terms isn’t easy. It’s why people drink, drug, and enable those who do. People self-medicate to ease the pain of their stressful, debilitating emotions. For a while this strategy is effective, but eventually it stops working. When it does, the original problem remains unresolved, but the addict ends up having to deal with an additional problem as well—alcoholism and/or drug addiction.
When people, who have become trapped by their addictions, hit bottom and have nowhere to turn, this is when they need God more than ever. It’s also when prayer becomes more important to them than at any other time in their lives.
We live in stressful times. Just when we think we have everything under control, with events going our way, the rug can get pulled out from under our feet. When this happens, addictive people are tempted to return to drinking or drugging. Sometimes, the compulsion is overwhelming. Living like this isn’t what you want for your life, and it isn’t what God wants for you either.
 
Jack Watts
 
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