Lord, you know that I didn't sleep much last night. You also know that every time I woke up I was angry and hurt. I feel so betrayed.
How can a child take advantage of a dying confused parent? How can they put their own selfish desires and wants ahead of others?
Lord, I want to throw over tables like you did with the Money Changers in the Temple. I want to throw the tablets like Moses did when he came down from the mountain. I want justice. I want to scream at the unfairness of it all. But most of all I want the anger and hurt to go away. I don't want to drive a wedge any further in this relationship.
Help me Lord to hold my tongue in my anger. Help me to listen to your guidance. Give me the words I need to express myself clearly and express my disappointment in our sons behavior. Help me to remember that my call is to provide a sacred cocoon of love for my husband as he faces his final days. Help me to not seek revenge, but to also not be a doormat.
Lord, Help Me.....