and I do not want to be. Dad says to put away wrath. O.K.
Oh. I am tired. But does that just mean that the anger gets through? Maybe. And that means that the anger is there, just under. Not good. Not love. Especially if it wants to get all over somebody.
The stuff I am trying to do for my self is not working. (It is not able to.)
I am still addicted to my abilities. I am still proud of what I can do.
Daddy just waits. He is outside of time and can afford to let me find surrender again. God help me. I am afraid that I will give up on You and trust myself even when I know that I drop the ball every time. Be glorified in me. Father, be glorified in Your children.
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