Dear God,
I see the world
The way other Christians can't.
I often take things too literally
Sometimes my illnesses make me so mad
That I snap out violently
On people who are created in His image
And I know violence is not the answer
I know you gave me:
Bipolar, Autism, and ADHD
So I could make beautiful paintings,
Clean the church
Write good poems
And make great works of art
Help me not to hurt others
And do what is right
I forgive you, God, for my sicknesses:
Bipolar, Autism, and ADHD
Isaiah 53:4-5
Surely he took up our pain
and bore our suffering,
yet we considered him punished by God,
stricken by him, and afflicted.
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But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
and by his wounds, we are healed.