Everywhere I look, on every side of the coin, I'm told to be angry about something or someone. It's seems I'm always called to anger by this world.
I want to be average instead. And I have a good reason why ...
Lord, please help me to stop shoulding on myself. Really, it's become a terrible habit.
With each indulgence of clamor, a piece of myself goes missing. Slowly, over time, I become fractured.
Lord, help me to dismantle the idols in my life.