When I build brick walls to protect myself, I push back the hand of God, and can not hide safely under His wings.

Abba Father,

My soul feels so crushed, and I'm not sure why.
Why does my spirit wrestle with these emotions?

Abba Father,

I am so desperately angry.
Why have you not redeemed the broken?

Abba Father,

How much more must I watch, and endure until You step in?
Why, Oh why, have Your people not reached out?

Abba Father,

I am not among the oppressed, but my soul is in agony for them!
My spirit churns within me over this injustice!

Abba Father,

I know You are eternally good - I trust You know what is best.
Show me how to be Your hands and feet - to those whom Your heart is turned toward.

Even though they all may hate me, and snicker at me behind my back. Even though they may lie about me, or speak curses against me. I know that you, Father, hear my heart. When I call upon You, You answer my deepest cries. So I will fall before You, Oh my beautiful savior, time and time again, because I know how truly good You are.