Lord,
Forgive me.
During this time of shutdowns, COVID, and unrest
I have despaired
Feeling overwhelmed and isolated from others
I have failed to trust in your sovereign will and promises
I have feared
You continually say, “Do not be afraid”
But I have feared disease, death, discomfort and change
I have hated
In my pain and discomfort
Those who disagree with me and those in power over me
Instead of trusting that “ . . . nor anything . . . in all creation can separate me from your love”
I have spouted off
In person and online
Impatiently voicing my frustration for all to hear
Instead of being “quick to listen and slow to speak” as you have commanded
I have neglected
Those around me who need companionship and help
As I wallow in my own self-pity
I have doubted
Your unwavering plan and ability to carry it out
As the world around me becomes seemingly unrecognizable
Instead of remembering your steadfast love and perfect strength
Throughout history-the world’s and mine
Forgive me, Lord. I pray.
Carried Along 
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