Be Free, My Child, Be Free

Every day is a metamorphosis, a battle to be won, a call to repentance, a constant turning away and turning towards...

From this:

Self Sabotaging:

Save me from my self sabotaging cycle, from this broken record stuck inside of me. I love the pain in a way. Let me heal and see who you truly are. Let me find a way to worship you that is healthy for me.

Confusion:

Jesus, every part of me doesn't want you. But every part of me thinks that I need you.

Emptiness:

I don't want to give anymore pieces of me away till I have nothing left to give to myself or to You.

Indecisiveness:

Do what you can, not what you think you should do. God will meet you there.

Sadness:

I don't need to cry anymore because you have cried for me.

Doubt:

I'd like to believe in a God that loves me, desires me, thirst for me, misses me, fights for me. But who knows if that truly exists or if it's just a figment of my imagination?

To this:

My cross to bear is my bipolar faith and doubt. When it comes down to the end, I will proclaim Christ like the thief on the cross. It's not how you start that counts, it's how you end. I am a sheep that the Lord will never let go of. He will hold onto me until he brings me to my Father. I have mental illness but it doesn't define me. Faith is having trust in Christ, even when you feel he hasn't done anything for you. Be a conduit of God's love and grace to yourself and to others. I'm in love with You- the devil can't touch me now. I'm a butterfly trapped in a cage but one day I will fly away. He will whisper to me, " Be Free my Child, Be Free."