Am I useless? Me, just me. Did this Higher Power connect with me because I am such a nothing that I can be overwhelmed by its presence, possessed and used like a puppet? Does its presence in my life demonstrate its power because I am so very weak? I smell the stench of religion.
How insulting would that be. How absolutely nauseating. I would rather die a tragic death than live out a life of confirmed self-judgment. Confidence in me? Is that not allowed?
Time for meditation, maybe some answers, now that I can get a grip on the questions.
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Daily Reprieve 