Father, Savior, Friend, God, Lord, have I told you lately how much I love you? I miss feeling comfortable and close to you. I wish I could physically run into your arms. I want to feel better, I long to have a deeper relationship with you. Instead I just... feel lost and feel like hiding.

I want to raise up my worries, burdens, and sins. But I feel so ashamed and I do not want to let go of some of my shameful things. I do not want to give up restricting. I want to ask you to take the pain away from me, but I feel unworthy and filthy. I know I'm putting other things before you, I just feel trapped and conflicted. I do not know how to turn everything to you.

I want to raise my hands to you in worship, shout out your praises, sing at the top of my lungs, dance down the street, and cry out for you. I love you Dad, I miss you, I want to go home to you.