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Created on: August 31, 2011
Lord, today I allowed foolish anger to take hold of me. I said and did things I now regret.
I lashed out at a loved one who had revealed my faults. Exposing me for what I sometimes am.
But, Lord there is a better me. You know this and so do I. But, what good is it to have a better side, When I so rarely show it to those who are around?
So. help me, God, to rise above the evil and the weak in me.
To take your hand and hold it all the way.
That they may see the gentle, loving side.
The me I want to be
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