My heart is heavy. I feel so weighed down. My grandmother is in the hospital dying, and there are conflicts in my family that are causing me tremendous grief. Two of the people I love most insist on hating each other (even though they wouldn't put it that way--if the other person would just get their act together...) and I am stuck in the middle. Add that to my daily responsibilities in the house and my job, and I am overwhelmed. I feel as if I have no one to turn to--even though I know that feeling is a lie. I have God. For some reason that just isn't bringing me much peace right now. I guess I haven't done a very good job of depending on Him lately. I tend to get up close and then run and hide. So maybe it's time for me to come out of hiding... I just feel so broken with nothing to bring. I have this belief that I have to offer something to be worthy, to prove that I am worth God's time. I know that's not true, but I haven't started believing it yet.

My soul is in anguish. How long, O LORD, how long?
Turn, O LORD, and deliver me; save me because of your unfailing love.
Ps 6:3