My problem isn’t that I have a past.
My problem isn’t that I have fears and doubts.
My problem isn’t my weaknesses.
My problem isn’t my mortality.
My problem isn’t jealousy or insecurity.
My problem isn’t drive or ambition.
My problem isn’t condemnation.
My problem isn’t anger or hate.
My problem isn’t my lack of faith.
My problem isn’t my dark thoughts.
My problem isn’t my loneliness and isolation.
My problem isn’t lies and misleadings.
My problem isn’t a lack of imagination.
My problem isn’t a lack of motivation.
My problem isn’t romance.
My problem isn’t fidelity.
My problem isn’t carnal needs.
My problem isn’t financial.
My problem isn’t authority.
My problem is that I don’t believe you love me. I don’t believe you’re for me. I don’t believe you when you say you care. I don’t believe you would priorities me or value me.
My problem is giving you my all and having nothing to show for it as you shred me to pieces and call it mercy.
My problem is giving you power over me.
So I’m taking it back and giving it to God. My heart is no longer yours.
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