Leave me. Retreive Me.

I write and erase. Hoping not to disturb people if I happen to open my heart too much on a measly blogging website that no one reads anyways. So I will write just what I need to. It will not make sense. Or maybe it will make too much sense.

Please listen to what I have to say. I want You to make me into who You need me to be. But, I need You to be with me through it. Don't leave me. I know for a fact that I will not make it on my own. I need to give You this situation. I need to give you my heart. And what fragile pieces lay around. Please lift this unforgiving and hurt nature from me. Because I can't do this. This is not who I am meant to be. I was told how awful I am, and what hurts the most is that I am beginning to wonder if You feel this way about me. But then you pull me back and remind me. What people say doesn't matter anymore. And only you know my real intentions. Help me to act justly. Help me to love mercy. Help me to walk humbly. Help me to move on. And when I move on, I pray it is in your direction. I am tripping on my thoughts. And I am too tired to lift my feet over them. God. I need you. Please come rescue my heart.