It's embarrassing to me, but sometimes, I think I'm still looking for a savior. I think maybe it's because I don't like the way the one called Jesus relates to me and so I try to find someone else, at least for a little bit until He and I see eye to eye again (which means until I humble myself.. he never changes his point of view). He's so patient. It's not that I don't think God's good or that He can't help me.. I sometimes just don't feel like I want to talk to Him. It's usually when I feel super frustrated about myself, I've probably made some dumb choices, and I'm in a funky mood. I actually don't really know. But it happens from time to time. It's like I want to reach into the air and just grab something, anything and make it all better immediately. But when I grab the air, I get nothing. And nothing doesn't make anything better ever. Today I argued with people. I picked fights. I quibbled and defended. I stunk inside...
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