empty.

(yes, like a car out of gas).

no more running from problems.
i have to sit by the side of the road and work on the busted engine i was running with.

i'm overwhelmed with what doesn't work because that's all i see.
i'm overwhelmed because i fail to acknowledge the god who makes all things possible.

i have no drive, no direction, no clue.
i'm aimless, pointless, expendable.

dear lord,
please give me a heart that lives for only you and does not break to the hurt it is afflicted. strengthen my faith like tempered metal. my strength is your strength. teach me how to love like you, to turn the other cheek and be okay with doing that. take my pride and turn it into humility and willingness to serve. humble me and pull me from under the grindstone i situate myself, as i don't know the consequences of the choices i make now. my future is in your hands and i want to learn to surrender my incompetencies, weaknesses, problems, worries, depression, unhappiness, and self-pity to you.
amen.

"look to the lord, and he will give you gas." -pastor maximo s. dumlao