Wash over me

Since it all started, pain has been washing over me. Like waves. Sometimes the waves are small, almost nothing, other times they're big enough to knock me down. Those are the times I seek distractions. I'll do anything to fill my mind with other things, happier things.

I want new breath and new life. Its not that simple.

Lord, wash over me, cleanse me of this trouble of this pain. Let me into your arms. Keep me close and comfort me.

Tonight we had communion at church. As i took communion all i could think was all of Him giving me strength, Building me up with His body and blood. No longer thirsty or hungry. Into his hands I commit myself. I am a living sacrifice. I became less of myself and more like Him. More of Him. I hope to find the person created in His image. Unique, beautiful and complete even without other people.

"Father, in your hands I commit my spirit."
(Luke 23:46)