Lord God give me the grace to just stand. Sometimes it seems that I can’t tell my days from my nights. If the wind don’t cease, and the storms continue brew, help me to know that You are still with me. Help to realize that I am not in this Hell by myself. Help me to realize when it feels like I am drowning in the abyss of depression, that I am really being held up by your right hand. When the people I love hate me without a cause, help me to remember that I am still your child. When I am sad, when I am broke, when I am lonely, when I feel like I am in this thing by myself I am still your child. My feelings, circumstances, situations, nor my conditions change my position, I am still God’s child. I may be penniless or even friendliness, but I am still God’s child.