What I seek is unattainable and defeating;
My heart will be blank when it stops beating.
It isn't exactly blank, but it isn't broken either.
I've never seen true love, but I am a believer.
If that's the way I am, that's the way I'll be.
I surrender to the war that's been raging in me.
I will never be perfect.
No feeling is right or wrong, and I can't choose how I feel. It's what I decide to do about the feeling that is important. There are no right or wrong choices; what matters is that I am the one making the choice. If the result of that choice is undesirable, I will choose a different path the next time around. But God help me own my choices, and may those choices be made consciously.
Amen.
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