Lord, You know everything about me. You know my works and the beat of my heart. They say I’m this, I’m that, I’m bad—Am I Lord?
Is it bad to say what I feel when I’m hurt? Is it not nice to cry when my heart’s being hit by their aweful words?
I’m crushed by their prerogatives and judgments. I learned not to judge other people but why is it that judge me in all my ways? It hurts me more because those whom I love the most were the one who put judgments. They are the one who bring me down.
If it’s not for You, then maybe now, I view my life as a tragedy 
But I know You love me. You know how I love them. You know my works; I’m not evil. And I must not hate them. I must love them still despite of all.
Just like Jesus…
He was condemned by His own people but He still loves them. And I am a Christian, I must follow Him.
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I love my family eventhough they hurt me with their words. It’s so good that God is resting in my heart. Everytime I hear judgments and ungrateful words, His gentle Hands cleanse my heart; wiping all the stains of hatred and anxiety.
I love my family… I love my family… Eventhough I sometimes feel they don’t love me 
Happy New Year to everyone!
yamii