guide me, God

Father, I repent of my anger and cynicism. I have not been able to hear You, for I have been seeing red.

You understand the anger tied to hurt, yet You bid me to be able to hear You.

You need me to hear You. And I need to hear You...so that my steps are good, and what and where they should fall. So that they lead to where You are taking me.

I have never needed faith of this proportion, as is needed in this hour. I must let go.

I do let go.

I love You, Daddy.

Please help me.