Sinners

Dear God,

I am so sorry that I am such a sinner. All I ever wanted to do was give this life to you.  My sins surround me and through my shattered life. The stink of my works fill the air around me. The devastation in other lives caused by my selfish unloving acts, the pain filling others from my biting words, the wounds reopened by my carefully aimed jabs. Every time I try to do something it ends in ruin.

Jesus, Word of God, speak to me. As the sands of my life run out do something with this sad existence of mine. I can no longer pretend that somehow my pathetic works are in anyway pleasing to you. There is no perfection in this life, only love for you my Lord.