Tuesday, January 28, 2014


I told God I was angry.
I thought he'd be surprised.
I thought I'd be kept hostility
quite cleverly disguised.

I told the Lord I hate Him
I told Him that I hurt.
I told Him that He isn't fair,
He's treated me like dirt.

I told God I was angry
but I'm the one surprised.
"What I've known all along", He said,
"you have finally realised."

"At last you have admitted
what's really in your heart.
Dishonesty, not anger,
was keeping us apart.

Even when you hate Me
I don't stop loving you.
Before you can receive that love
you must confess what's true.

In telling me the anger
you genuinely feel,
it loses power over you,
permitting you to heal.

I told God I was sorry
and He's forgiven me.
The truth that I was angry
has finally set me free.