* emotional paraplegic *

When I think I'm ok and getting better, I find myself flat on the foor again.
God, You win, ok!
What's going on? Are you drilling into my head the fact that I cannot do this on my own?
Wait a minute...of coz You are.
Alrite....I really can't do this on my own. And all this while, I've been pushing on with my own strength... and keep failing...miserably.

It sucks to be an emotional paraplegic, but that's what I am Lord...and I can't drag on this way. I desperately need your spiritual crutches to get going while I heal. Maybe I might be this way for life: A spiritual cripple with no other source of dependance but You.

Won't You heal me Lord? soon?