As of late, I really haven’t been looking forward to anything.
Worries have enveloped my mind, my gaze unable to look beyond.
Though you have comforted my soul daily, my mind wanders to the abyss.
I should be hopeful about things yet to come, but I am vexed.
Is the future that I look forward to all dread? Can I look forward to one yet tainted?
Have I been stuck in the mire for so long that I fear to sully you with it?
While all this has become a new normal to me, I still praise You, Lord God.
I plead for Your mercy and grace not only for me but for those who went off the way.
May Your goodness overflow in this world and peace once again come.
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