I come to petition you in this, what seems our darkest hours for some years now. Though I know others struggle equally or more than even I and that greater troubles are still on our horizon. I feel thin and shallow like not enough breath to fill ones lungs, and I wait. A longing ache deep in the recesses of my heart. I wait for the hollow in my soul to be filled with you. All I can do is plea. Please help me. I am tossed by the ocean waves, but I put down my roots. Hear me Lord, listen to my cry and act gently upon it. I know this life was meant for trial and tribulation and that it was not promised to us that our lives would be effortless, only that you would see us through until whatever end. I humble myself when I ask that you ease the burdens on our family. Not just in my home but in the home of my mother, my children and all our descendants. That you break any curse that hinders us and bind any evil that surrounds us. I search in darkness for your light and the life that you give but I fear I am suffocating slowly. Do not let my words fall on deaf ears. Hear me and bring rest to this weary soul.
-Clary
Sarcastically Cynical 