Crying Out To God

There are times when you cry out to God and then there’s really times where you cry out to Him. That is now. Watching my best friend destroy her life one day at a time is heart-wrenching. And I know in my heart that only God can fix this downward spiral. The hard part is letting go, because I’m the type who wants to save the world. But darn it, this time it’s beyond me.

So I’m crying out to Him. I’m asking Him to heal her, to take care of her. I’m giving her to Him, because He made her. And I’m not sure what else to do. I don’t want to go through watching someone I love go through the results of destroying their life. I’ve done that. I’ve seen too much of it. Why do that? Why choose that? We’re only given one chance to get it right. Why purposely choose to do it wrong? Why hurt others with your choices? Those are all questions I’ve asked myself and God too.

I lift my eyes up the mountains. Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord who made Heaven and Earth.