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Unrelenting Guilt

Forgive my thoughts unstoppable Feeling wrong is natural as bone Don't overthink the morning with doubt The voice of God is in shameful thoughts Forgive packing oily lunch for my son Accept the dreaded work familiar Sit down in the corner when it’s done The sinful little things are exhausting Accept rather than control who I am But acceptance without change is hard Accept I’m guilty down to my DNA Must I embrace this strange redemption? My son has left his home for another Start smoking when the house empties My sins return to me with every inhale Trust doubting is as natural as cancer I’m a failed agoraphobic father Lessons learned are re-cleansed on repeat See my shortcomings through a child’s eye Faltering is natural to a crippled mind My guilt mocks me reaching for forgiveness Says I have two left feet while others dance God reminds me embarrassment has no shame Rescue is patient even for the handicapped *** Psalms 32:5 Then I acknowledged my sin to you and did not cover up my iniquity. I said, “I will confess my transgressions to the LORD.” And you forgave the guilt of my sin.

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Date: 5/22/2023 10:52:00 PM
The yearning in your poem is really heart wrenching. After I had my first child I asked the midwife why I felt so scared when 16 years olds can be parents and feel fine about their skills (I was 33). She said I was very self aware and beat myself up about perfection whereas 16 year olds often just get by. There is perhaps unrealistic expectations of yourself. Be kind to yourself. Perhaps a gentle upwards trajectory to where you want to be still gets you there, small steps that make you proud
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