I thought I was okay yesterday after ranting about screwing up in the chem exam, but apparently I'm not. I'm constantly worried, and constantly telling myself that I'm stupid for being an idiot.
Stop it Satan. Have you not tormented me enough? All these years you've implanted lies into my head- aren't you happy now?
Dad, I'm so thankful that you sent your son into the world to conquer sin and death. So thankful that you are the way, the truth and the life. So thankful that you've adopted me into your loving family- that through your son, I am perfect in your eyes. Dad, don't let Satan get to me. Shield me from his evil ways.
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