Hold Me, Jesus

I woke up this morning with this song stuck in my head. Normally I hate it when that happens, but the way I've been feeling lately I need to hear this song.

"Hold me, Jesus, 'cause I'm shaking like a leaf/ You have been King of my Glory, won't You be my Prince of Peace?"

This week hasn't been a good week for me. Work's been stressful, and I've got school assignments up the wazoo. Worst of all, that little voice in the back of my head's been popping up again:

"You're not beloved, Travis. You're queer. You're angry. You're selfish. You're stupid. God can't love a piece of shit like you!"

So I fell back into old self-destructive behavior again, which only made the voice louder.  

"Ha, I told you!"

Which is why I keep going back to Rich Mullins' words: "You have been King of my Glory, won't You be my Prince of Peace?" Can the King of Kings and Lord of Lords also be my Comforter? Rich thought so. But Rich had his shit together, and I don't. Or at least he looked like he did.

So this is my prayer this morning: "Hold me, Jesus, 'cause I'm shaking like a leaf. You have been King of my Glory, won't You be my Prince of Peace?"