Christian Poems

I must mourn

Lord, God, this past week with You has been eye opening in many ways. I'm commiting three weeks to seeking You first and surrendering a lot of my feelings and problems to You.

I had insane joy in You. Now I'm entering a soul searching era of sorts. To find the root of my problems- why I do and say the things I do- and to bring them before Your feet to be renewed.

And You graciously have been teaching me and speaking to me about a lot. I know I have to spend more time in focused prayer on these things, but I know You're with me.

A podcast I listened to mentioned allowing ourselves to mourn over trauma we've been through, but not to allow it to control us. To bring it to You. Lord, I feel I've skipped my mourning.

My unhealthy coping mechanism, my curse- Maladaptive Daydreaming. That's how I escaped and continue to use. I run to my own imagination. To find comfort, fixing, healing and validation. I've pushed my problems and experiences deep down. Especially because it's hard for me to talk about. It's hard to ask for help.

But Lord Jesus, I need to come to terms with these things. I need to confess. To seek help. To surrender these hurts before You, so You can heal me. You've told me this much. But how? How can I heal by facing these problems? By allowing myself to feel pain? How can I mourn?

But I feel I must. This emotional baggage is otherwise forever part of me. I don't want it to be, Lord. I want freedom. I want to give my hurts to You. And Lord, lead me to the people whom I can trust to open up to. Build the bonds I have, make them strong. Help me to be honest, Lord, and help them to be comforting to my weary soul.

Lord Jesus, please continue helping me and teaching me. Help to renew my mind and my heart. Help me not to be swayed off Your path, even to do things I think are from You. Help me to not be deceived. Help me to lean on You. To seek You first. Help me have the wisdom and discernment to follow You, despite the feelings I have. They're only temporary. Your word is forever.

God, help me to be willing to face these things. I pray You heal me. That You break the bonds I've been held captive by for so long. Free me from my own self. My own head. My own pride. My own imagination. Save me and deliver me, God. I await on You.

I'll keep knocking on Heaven's door until I see it fulfilled.

Come quick.

Help me mourn in a godly way.

Jesus, hear me. Help me. Save meLord, God, this past week with You has been eye opening in many ways. I'm commiting three weeks to seeking You first and surrendering a lot of my feelings and problems to You.

I had insane joy in You. Now I'm entering a soul searching era of sorts. To find the root of my problems- why I do and say the things I do- and to bring them before Your feet to be renewed.

And You graciously have been teaching me and speaking to me about a lot. I know I have to spend more time in focused prayer on these things, but I know You're with me.

A podcast I listened to mentioned allowing ourselves to mourn over trauma we've been through, but not to allow it to control us. To bring it to You. Lord, I feel I've skipped my mourning.

My unhealthy coping mechanism, my curse- Maladaptive Daydreaming. That's how I escaped and continue to use. I run to my own imagination. To find comfort, fixing, healing and validation. I've pushed my problems and experiences deep down. Especially because it's hard for me to talk about. It's hard to ask for help.

But Lord Jesus, I need to come to terms with these things. I need to confess. To seek help. To surrender these hurts before You, so You can heal me. You've told me this much. But how? How can I heal by facing these problems? By allowing myself to feel pain? How can I mourn?

But I feel I must. This emotional baggage is otherwise forever part of me. I don't want it to be, Lord. I want freedom. I want to give my hurts to You. And Lord, lead me to the people whom I can trust to open up to. Build the bonds I have, make them strong. Help me to be honest, Lord, and help them to be comforting to my weary soul.

Lord Jesus, please continue helping me and teaching me. Help to renew my mind and my heart. Help me not to be swayed off Your path, even to do things I think are from You. Help me to not be deceived. Help me to lean on You. To seek You first. Help me have the wisdom and discernment to follow You, despite the feelings I have. They're only temporary. Your word is forever.

God, help me to be willing to face these things. I pray You heal me. That You break the bonds I've been held captive by for so long. Free me from my own self. My own head. My own pride. My own imagination. Save me and deliver me, God. I await on You.

I'll keep knocking on Heaven's door until I see it fulfilled.

Come quick.

Help me mourn in a godly way.

Jesus, hear me. Help me. Save me