
I yet I come to You, Papa. Although I put my human expectations on You and wait to find You unavailable, You remain true to Your promises. Every page I turn to of Your word states it again - Your unfailing love for me. Every night you tuck me in with the thought that I am not as much of an orphan as this world leads me to believe. You see me in the valley. The slightest whisper of my heart doesn't go unnoticed.
I need You, Papa. I don't know which way to turn. Guide me. Grant me the truths that I am missing. Help me to hold tight to You through this rough road.
Thank You, Papa.
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