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Why is this so hard?

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By Annie
Help me Daddy. You tell me to glorify you. You tell me to be blameless and pure. You tell me to be like your son. Why is it so hard? Don't give up you say. I want to. I just want to give up fighting. I want to give up running. I just want to stop. Be content. Rejoice. It's so hard.
Why do I see no hope? You told me to find hope in you, find hope in your son. I can't find it. I can't find the light. It's like I'm stuck in never-ending darkness. I don't want to keep going. I'm scared. Afraid of what the future brings. God, help me. This life is so difficult. Please don't leave me alone. I can't do it without you here with me. Help me to be who you want me to be. Help me to glorify you. Give me strength to continue running, continue fighting. Help.

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