I want to know your Thoughts

Friendship I thought I knew what it means to be a friend. I thought I had it all figured out at 25-been around the block, been around the country, been around the continent-have had friends from around the world, yes Namibian, South African, Chinese, German, Sudanese and even Russian. But in fact, I am blank, with every new acquaintance. Brothers are easy, but we’re tough, sisters are difficult, but they’re soft. Opposites attract in magnetic terms and like poles repel each other. In the kingdom of God, nothing is impossible. I thought what I like would turn you asunder in fact I would remove myself yonder in my own presumption of insinuating your prejudices. But time and time again, when you let acquaintances be a meeting meant to be and when you think about God and His Kingdom, than acquaintances and crossed paths are “meant to be”. Friendship relationship take course based on decisions that are made dependent on circumstances and they usher the relationship in 1 or 2 directions,

I groan, I groan. My soul is in despair. These voices accuse me and torment my mind. My thoughts are not my own. I feel ashamed, somehow my situation and afflictions aspire to shout slanderous words of blasphemy against the word of God. For I know that God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and a sound mind. In the depths of my bosom, I know neither seem to exist. My joy has disappeared and the strength of the Lord has been subdued from my very being. This is a fight, I pant with deep sighs of sorrow. I morbidly grieve and I desire only my judgment and to be free from the heavy burden of life. Yes, it is my salvation, yes it is the righteous judgment of God. I think and I ponder. I weigh and I weigh every thought, I am anxious in my mind. I want to ask God why, but so barely dare, because I fear to ask God why. I pray, let this cup not pass from me, I am but a vapor who is feeble minded and like grass, my promises fade away. I love the book of Genesis it showe