There is so much anger triggered by living alone with my mom. So many memories I thought were gone, memories I believed no longer hurt, are now flooding back. My heart is struggling to bear the weight of all these painful emotions, while at the same time, I feel the call of my faith, knowing I’m supposed to love.

Oh, Father, why is life on earth so complicated? Why do we choose fear over running toward You? Teach me the meaning of anger, and if it must pass through me, let it do so in a holy way. Take me deeper in this process.

I give You my heart, because no one on earth can protect it the way You can. It is so fragile, so broken. I don’t know how to care for it today. Please take it into Your arms and make it whole again.