It's clear I've been running...just running from You, myself and everything.

The question is...what am I hiding from?

It's not as if I could succeed.

I know part of it...but there is so much I do not see about myself...about life.

I've cared too much about opinions and I am dying from the weight of expectations on my shoulders...my spirit cannot breath because I left the yoke of the Lord and took on this world, well meaning people who I cannot help, and I drown in the smallest of streams.

At any point You could have wiped me out, destroyed me in Your wrath...and yet grace, beautiful and wonderful grace for a sinner like me. Thanks hardly seems appropriate...much less when I fall down so often and am a child.

But thanks...thanks a million times.